It feels like I'm in the middle of the ocean.
Are you just another hallucination?
A sea-water induced mirage?Perhaps you're the rescue boat,
Sent to save this heavy heart.Oh,what a horror,
What a shame.
This is all much to clichè.Don't you see?
This is all part of a game.A game none could win,
For this heavy heart,
Was meant to swim.The last tears for my broken years,
Escape my eyes.Maybe I should leave this heavy heart behind,
To drift in this salty ocean I have cried.And to my next destination,
I shall soar.
Leaving behind this empty shore.
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Paper Heart Poetry
PoetryThey don't prepare you for these feelings when you're a kid. ●●● Pain in the shape of words because human emotion is a powerful source of inspiration. Revel in the contradictions. Swim in the salty depths of grief. Climb the mountains of sorrow. Re...