[12 March, 2020]
7:34 Pm.
P.S A messy poetry,
based on a messy thought.
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I'm holding onto,
A poetic heart,
Sealed with a billion
poetry of mine.
Each, throughfuly
thought over,
And felt deeply.
The never-ending feelings,
The constant thoughts,
Force the words,
Written upon my heart,
To grow messy.
For the very combination
Of happiness,
And sadness,
Blending together,
Feels simple, easy understand,
And yet, complicated,
At the same time.
How else to say,
That even though happy,
My heart-felt poetry,
Sounds sad?
Or when considering myself,
Grateful, Cheerful,
And sunny,
A tear or two,
manage to leak out
quietly, out of my eyes,
Resting upon lips that smile?
My heart drowns,
In an ocean of words.
My heart beats,
Every unspeakable poetry.
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...
