My pulse is always high
I constantly feel my heartbeat in every inch of my body
I fear it is because I feel so much
But won't tell anybody
My heart is constantly beating against my sternum
Waiting for the world to say: Hey, welcome!
Or just someone to say: I miss you
Even the doctors can tell
but there's not a magic pill they can sell
that has the ingredient that could soothe this troubled heart
A single compound
able to bring it down
soothe it out and let it rest
from the stress, mess, and chaos from the chest
ESTÁS LEYENDO
The sorrows of the heart
PoetryCONTIENE MENCIONES DE TEMAS QUE PUEDEN SER SENSIBLES. A teenager found her safe space in words. She goes there to prevent the absolute worst. Textos en español e inglés ♡
