Heartbreak
I am alive, and I’m breathing,
but each day that I live
my heart is breaking,
it has an
intense pain.
How much
can my poor
heart take?
I have lived
and seen
too much
hate.
That my
heart is
breaking,
I’m still
looking
for that
silver
lining,
I’m afraid
my heart
will give
out before
it comes.
I am
supposed
to still
hope in
hope?
Alexis Y.
03/24/2021
Copyright © Alexis Y. | Year Posted 2021
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