[23 January, 2020]
8:34 Pm.
P.S I tried to dig deeper,
Inside the world,
Of memories.
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Breathe,
I try to breathe.
Trembling hands,
Reaching out,
To hold on onto something.
Anything.
Tears,
Streaming down my cheeks,
Each,
Carrying a broken promise.
A broken memory.
Blinking,
Fiercely,
Trying to see,
Through darkness,
That is,
Blinding me.
But tears blur my vision,
Erasing my story.
There is no such pain inside,
That could be called intense.
What I feel is a dull effect,
Of a dull ache.
Spreading,
Like fire,
Over my heart.
Not tearing anything apart.
But the very ache,
Causes the tears to flow.
How I wish,
I could,
Strach,
This ache away.
For,
It causes,
Me,
To have,
This effect.
How changed I am,
How effected.
All,
Beacuse of some,
Memories.
YOU ARE READING
Songs That My Heart Sings. ✔️
Poetry*Here are some songs that my heart sang.* Broken, battered, but beautiful, I hope you get to see this book as I do. For it whispers secrets that were never said, and carries a bittersweet taste. And a promise, of everlasting hope. Lets trace these p...
