please forgive me if my words start to fall apart

i’ve been repeating them to myself for hours

but in your presence my heart seems to speak for me

and it is broken so it has no words

so forgive me if my voice cracks,

if it breaks

i’m sorry because it’s my heart speaking for me

so please forgive me if my sentences aren’t strung together beautifully

it’s because there is nothing beautiful about this

i need to let go

so that one day

one day my words will be perfect

my sentences flowing utterly flawlessly

and there will be no crack,

no pause

and no break in this voice of mine

because one day my heart will be speaking for me

healed and strong

so forgive me but i’ll hold my words until that day

As the sound of my heartache fades into the laughter of company,
I can still feel the pieces of my heart, slicing through my chest.
Ripping apart my very being.
Leaving me punctured.
Wounded.