Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Comfort, Fury, Agony, Love, Pain, Exhaustion, Love, I said that twice didn't I? Love. Between agony and pain that I feel inside. yet what is it? Love is the heart, and it beats for my friends and the chosen family. Yet all I could wish for is that people stop loving the sound of its beating and instead? become willing to rip me open to see what lies inside and find that broken feeble heart the beats, somehow keeping me alive, please wrap your hands around it and help it pulse while I cry.
0
May 14
May 14, 2026 at 11:50 AM UTC
My Feeble Heart Beat
Comfort, Fury, Agony, Love, Pain, Exhaustion, Love, I said that twice didn't I? Love. Between agony and pain that I feel inside. yet what is it? Love is the heart, and it beats for my friends and the chosen family. Yet all I could wish for is that people stop loving the sound of its beating and instead? become willing to rip me open to see what lies inside and find that broken feeble heart the beats, somehow keeping me alive, please wrap your hands around it and help it pulse while I cry.
MysticalMistake
Written by
May 14
May 14, 2026 at 11:50 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem