Words fail me
They escape me
And then there's nothing left to say.
A simple "Thank you" wouldn't work.
It would never be able to express my gratitude.
And I am well aware of the magnitude
Of this situation,
One we find ourselves in far too often
Holding onto our lives by a string
Pleading, begging, gambling for one more day.
I wonder, why are we living this way?
YOU ARE READING
Bleeding Hearts
PoetryI write, because I am.// Too many emotions, // Overflowing, // As my heart bleeds // Words onto paper. // I write, // Therefore I am. ------------------- Cover credit goes to @WattAnOtaku OHMYGODTHAN...
