Poetry is breath for the broken
When air isn't enough to keep you alive
When speaking no longer suffices
To express what you're feeling inside
It's for pain beyond what you knew existed
It's tears when you run out of tears to cry
It's for all of the words left unspoken
And the times you never got to say goodbye
Dec 14, 2016
Dec 14, 2016 at 10:54 PM UTC
Poetry is breath for the broken
When air isn't enough to keep you alive
When speaking no longer suffices
To express what you're feeling inside
It's for pain beyond what you knew existed
It's tears when you run out of tears to cry
It's for all of the words left unspoken
And the times you never got to say goodbye
