broken heart diseases

miming whispers in the dark as we speak into each other's hearts and wait for hours for day to break with all the promises it hides away clutching hands and holding close the only comfort that we know looking fearful at the sky we pound our breasts demanding why the hurt and sorrow that we feel can only hide from us the real i feel your breath upon my face its warmth gives life to dwindling faith i need your arms to stay around me stronger than the vilest army protecting me from despairing darts that sneak into unsuspecting hearts if only for another night between us we'll keep up the fight never letting fall the pieces of our broken heart diseases

Request permission to use this poem

Written by

jordon-jones

New Zealander

For You?

Explore

Hello PoetryVoting

Write