Heart cries tears, silent distant howls
sobs that break down into primal sounds
you can’t hear them,
but you can feel the vibrations deep inside
like a river surge, the pull of a tide
waves of hurt reside, in those tears cried
Heart bleeds, ice cold shards
dripping, red wine tinged sadness
pools of liquid light, through ruby fragments
rose coloured reminders, bound
binders of yesterday’s story, once lost now found
history threatens to pull you down
Heart plays wicked games
provokes shame, causes you to accept blame
for things that went wrong in days of pouring rain
stains you inside and out
pains, to hear it beating now
out of time, out of tune
out of sync, running out too soon?
Heart craves attention, engraved names
marked down on trees, park benches
head creates tension, imprisoned in chains
slaves to mind, body, heart, and soul
just wishing to be free, to seek new adventures
create a world that feels whole
Thanks For Reading
Peace & Love.
Kyle.
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