Some random poetry from my disturbed past

I told Andi that I might post some of my poetry. I think this is c. 1997

The Hardened Heart

Black as a night
Void of glittering stars,
I see her hate grow inside her.
An anger as infinite as space,
So large, so immeasurable,
So hard to keep within boundaries.
Hate swells in the blackness,
And an ebony fortress
Surrounds her heart.
We sit here together,
And I talk, I explain,
While her face hangs like a corpse.
The dead eyes stare back at me,
And I try to shine a light
Through the tunnel of her mind,
Looking for the right switch.
All I can see from the outside
Is a building without light,
And without life.
I knock and knock,
But there’s no answer--
Only silence.
I look into her eyes, empty and black.
In this park, on this bench,
In this dimly-lit area,
I think of teaching her a lesson,
Breaking her silence and leaving her
For some early morning jogger.
Instead, I reach for her hand,
But she pulls away,
Not even making eye contact anymore.
I stand up and walk
Through the shadowy night,
Through the haunting trees,
Regretting ever telling her
About the other woman.