The only
lesson
I have learned
is that
everything
was meant
to burn .
Leaving in
it's ashes
the repeating
Rueful record
that's
always stuck
on one track.
Puttering
out those
once persistent
fervent feelings .
Which makes you
Yearn for her
in your
arms again.
But love is just
Like a record .
When it's broken you can never
truly get it back
to what it once was.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry by Hayden McCain
PoesíaMy poetry that I wrote while in pain with my headaches because of hydrocephalus and my shunt keep failing me . The videos are my inspirations for my poems.
