The dancing voice
is slowly drifting away-
Form the sea of joy.
The playful tone
that used to sing to you-
Is now a broken tune.
Feel the music
and tell me if it tells the same story,
Feel the pain
and tell me why it became bleary.
-roseesesch
YOU ARE READING
Broken
PoetryThis poem is written by my thoughts, past and heartbreaks. This is where I put all the bleeding words in my head. A broken poem from a broken pen. And this poem is not just for me. I also write to rescue those dying hearts. I write for those who can...
