Couldn't make it out of bed today
my heart was too heavy
and that sickness called love
suppressed my appetite.
Regurgitated bile signifies emptiness,
a void of you which longs
to be in that zone of OK.
Every blink brings a vision
and a tear drop to quench
a pain that will grow wild
in a garden of woe.
You are my strength...
help me lift this heart
before it breaks to pieces
and seeps through
the cracks of once was.


I felt the subject's pain in this heart-wrenching poem.
Good work!
Peace, love & hugs, xx Cyn









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