Dreams and a Splintered Heart
Memories play in my mind
faded black and blue
remembering mistakes
that I cannot undo
picking up the splinters
of this damaged heart
tired of trying to mend
what always falls apart
sinking broken dreams
of my yesterday
I can't hold on to things
that want to fly away
I'm trying to let go
of what's come to an end
hoping that maybe someday
these wounds will truly mend
By Morgan Mise
Written December 6, 2012)
Copyright © Morgan Mise | Year Posted 2013
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