I feel it
Slipping between the cracks
Of my shaking fingers.
I tried
To make an empire
Out of paper and strings.
I see now
How silly it sounds.
But I swear
I felt its power
I was so close.
I need more tape.
YOU ARE READING
The Heart Doctor
PoetryTravelling through the world of love and hurt. It's a train that will not stop when you want to. But god what a journey.
