She is dying...not because she is sick but because she is dying of a broken heart. A miraculous discovery seems so far away now. As it seems, the intake of empty promises and false love make her weaker and weaker. Her only cure is pure love. Love that can bind cities, destroy all hate and self- acceptance. Only pure love can make her heart beat faster. As she struggles to find it, the light deep within her slowly begins to fade. Now, she's gone for good all because someone refused to show her true unwinding love. Oh, how cruel the world can be. But I guess society believes it's her fault for putting her heart on the line for those to take it, and use it for their own purpose. After all, it's not her heart anymore. It's theirs.
~Keeper of Words
YOU ARE READING
The Unknown
RandomSo a special friend has just published her very first poetry book "Sixteen". I recommend you check it out. Anyways, she has inspired me to do a little miscellaneous writing piece of my own. The thing is, I am not a writer. However, I do enjoy expres...
