Am I suffering now?
Because of memories from my broken heart? Reminded of the place,
Once upon my home.
Keen on every one of my steps.
Eventually feeling nothing but tears to my eyes. Nervously I continue on.
Having lost everything I held dear.
Eager wars rage on and on.
Ashes are all that are left.
Reconstruction always promised.
Tasteless lies that created my suffering.
Maybe it has always been me...
Obedient to the world of destruction.
Vacant of happiness and joy.
Echoes of times long past haunt my mind and soul. So, now I must move on.
On and away from what breaks this heart.
Never to be hurt from it ever again.
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A Broken Heart Moves On
PoetryA poem heavily inspired by "Memories of a Broken Heart" by Crown the Empire After the total destruction of all that you've know, will you trudge on? Continue living with that seeping wound in your heart? Cover Image Credit - https://www.peakpx.com...
