Dying heart
My walls were crumbled down
There’s only darkness all around
Trying to catch a breath
It’s a war between life and death
Rays of light had disappeared
My soul began floating in thin air
Whatever this is, must be my fate
My death happened at a speedy rate
Stone cold is what I became
There’s now no chance to begin again
Time stops, everything is frozen
This is it, many hearts would be broken
- By Racheal Balkissoon
Nice
ReplyDeleteThat was deep
ReplyDeleteyeah i don't really get this one
ReplyDeletewell this poem is not about an actual death, it's about someone who's been hurt too many times and is tired of it all, they feel if they stopped caring it wouldn't hurt...so basically it's about the death of an old personality
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