What to do with a restless heart
and a restless mind

for inside
things must be burning

with flames so high
they kiss

the sky
and beyond

an unquenchable fire
or thirst

a question never
answered

an unrequited
love

Whit Howland © 2020

The breaking of my heart felt like -
A noose around my neck,
A knife to my back,
A grenade in my stomach,
Poison in my brain,
And water in my lungs.
All at once...
But the pain never left.