This

[weaselpop]

This heart beats for you
But I would have it beat for no man.
Each shudder keeps me from the sleep
That would take me away from the hellish prison of my thoughts.
They wonder over you, into cells,
Each with their own wrong word,
Awkward moment, analysed, exaggerated.

If it were possible I would take a knife and cut out
This beating heart of mine.
Put it in a jar.
Restrain it with a belt.
You can have it, if you want it.
After all, it beats for you;
I have no use for it now.

[The Instinct]

sounds like a break up poem. I like the release.

[stonedmonkiwana]

I like it. :)

[weaselpop]

It's not a break up poem. It's more frustration over having a crush on someone and being unable to control your physical reaction even though you have power over what's going on in your mind to an extent. Maybe I should change the name to "crush". "This" was just a provisional title, after all.