Holding a piece of broken heart
I'm walking down the street.
Searching for a way
and a better place to keep.
Bleeding to death,
and fighting to breathe
Stopping for a reason
and crying in grief.
holding to the memories
and sharing it with the pain
screaming against the thin air
and pleading for the past again.
squeezing the heart into peers
The soul shrink in tears,
letting the strain getting sheer
soul left the heart in fear.
I'm walking down the street.
Searching for a way
and a better place to keep.
Bleeding to death,
and fighting to breathe
Stopping for a reason
and crying in grief.
holding to the memories
and sharing it with the pain
screaming against the thin air
and pleading for the past again.
squeezing the heart into peers
The soul shrink in tears,
letting the strain getting sheer
soul left the heart in fear.
Every word of this verse is wreathed in pain and sorrow. Somewhere pacific. Could make the reader's eyes dripping down the tears on the ground.
ReplyDeleteVery well written in a deep thought. :)