Titleless Poem By @the_digital_scribbler
The heaviest of hearts,
truly weigh the most.
Mixed emotions dwell,
inside this shell of a host.
A beating chest
with directionless twitches,
Screams to escape,
from these worn out stitches.
I try to repair the outside
day by day,
But the inside jolts,
as I continue to fray.
My heart finally stops,
I am at deaths door.
The heart that once loved you,
Has attacked my very core.
© @the_digital_scribbler
truly weigh the most.
Mixed emotions dwell,
inside this shell of a host.
A beating chest
with directionless twitches,
Screams to escape,
from these worn out stitches.
I try to repair the outside
day by day,
But the inside jolts,
as I continue to fray.
My heart finally stops,
I am at deaths door.
The heart that once loved you,
Has attacked my very core.
© @the_digital_scribbler