I don't usually speak of it,
but I can feel its claws
so, I'd sit and stare
to think if it's worth the risk...
but everytime I think of
telling you, it pulls me not to;
because if I do,
it's either sorry or thank you.
YOU ARE READING
Blued Lines
PoesíaTo those whose heart has been ripped apart, you're not alone in the boat. If you think that poets write wonderful lines and echoing endings, then you got it wrong because we also get broken and as you read each poem, the sadder and painful it become...
