X-Ray

All this time I've played the game

I keep giving others the blame

For all this pain

But could it be just in my brain?

I give all this talk of a brand new start

But where really is my heart?

I'm not sure

God, is there a cure?

Your eyes see down to my core

You see through every closed door

God, I think I'm in need of an x-ray

Please don't delay

Where does my heart lay?

You're the Potter and I'm the clay

You know me in every way

And I'm in need of an x-ray

You see right through me 

You hold the key

Correct my path

Cleanse me as if giving a bath 

I'm in need of an x-ray

Show me, where does my heart lay? 

Reviews

[iveltac]

Very touching. No mistakes also. Keep up the good work. I love your poems and how fast you make them. :p

[Riley Justine]

This is spectacular. I LOVE this! Amazing job.

[Skai Rain]

I really get the feeling in this poem. I think we all want to have a fresh start, but a lot of us are just too frightened to venture into the unknown.

[MomzillaNC]

Profound self-examination.

NOTES:
"[Your] eyes see down to my core"
"Potter" should be capitalized, I think.
"[Cleanse] me…" works better

[Dannyisawriter]

Thanks, I totally missed those lol!

[MomzillaNC]

You're welcome.

[Matching Socks]

The most difficult thing is to look inside yourself and find what you're looking for.

[Dannyisawriter]

Amen to that lol :)