Blood seeps through,
The darkest cracks,
Inflicted by,
The surprising attacks.
Words were spoken,
My chest felt as if it was shot,
My broken heart,
Never had i forgot.
It was always there,
It acted like a scar,
The pain was unbearable,
How had I made it this far?
I have already met death,
My heart is no more,
So many people,
Killed it as it tore.
Just one more chance,
That's my only wish,
Let it be mended,
Let it create bliss.
This wish will never,
Be fulfilled
My heart will forever,
Remain broken and killed.
I am just,
A restless soul,
I feel completely empty,
But what is this gaping hole?
How do you feel about this poem?
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