You ask the truth, 'And how are you? ' <br />you feel my heart, why need you ask? <br />I tell you what <br />you tell me nothing <br />why the silence, my dark friend? <br /> <br />In my pocket, my prince charming <br />you've never said a word <br />How are you feeling? <br />Are you breathing? <br />Why do you come with me everywhere? <br /> <br />If I mean nothing <br />then just a pocket <br />to keep you warm in the dark. <br /> <br />My dark friend, why won't you answer. <br />are you broken, are you dead? <br /> <br /> <br />Have I hurt you, my tiny heart, <br />Toad of my Pocket?<br /><br />Kelly Zion<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/toad-of-my-pocket/
