I can't seem to cross the rivers that are concealed within my eyes
With a tear in my heart,
It wants to stop beating until I'm within the last inch of my life,
Only to say sorry once the beating starts again
My shackles have become thicker and innumerable,
While the sun sets and I am left in the freezing cold
With only the rattling of these chains to keep me company
In the dead of night,
I can hear the wolves howling,
Searching for their next meal
Sometimes I find myself praying that it is I who will be eaten
by the wolves, rather than being swallowed up by my own conscience
The voices in my head are silent now
The calm before the storm
They don't remain quiet for long, however,
As the fears and torment rush back to me in ferocious waves that threaten to drown me
When will it end, I wonder
Though I will not get an answer,
I feel reassurance from talking to myself
Call me insane,
but it's the only thing that keeps this flicker of life alive
Though my heart wishes to beat no more...
YOU ARE READING
Heart To Soul
PoesíaMy first poetry collection, I hope that you all enjoy reading these! There will be different motives behind each one, so be prepared! Thank you, and happy reading!
