The rhythm of my heart changed.
It changed the moment you came into my life,
changed to a different rhythm all together.
It suddenly changed into the rhythm of a happy song,
a song I listened to everyday while I was with you.
Memorizing the rhythm so I could learn the words,
but then you left.
You left and the rhythm changed again,
to the rhythm of a sad song.
I wanted to rip the song out of my heart,
because it never changed rhythms after that.
The sad song made me cry so often,
made my head clouds with bad thoughts.
The sad song hurt me,
but not as bad as you did.
- v.m
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happiness + sadness.
PoetryWe write to write to escape what it is that is hidden in the deepest crevasses of our minds, to escape from the reality that brings us down, to forget that the world is sometimes terribly cruel. We write to get the words out of our heads that we ha...
