The Woeful Heart
The sorrow it feels
Overflows it own containment
Fills my body thoroughly
Trying to influence me
Reaching out for you
Just to catch hold of air
I swear
I wont cry
Bury my tears
A small away moment to us
According to my heart
Is actually many years
Jun 12, 2025
Jun 12, 2025 at 6:47 AM UTC