My Heart
My heart bleeds
It cries with blood
It was shut straight
With much inflicted pain
My heart is shattered
Sick and feeling weak
Tormented
Still yearning in depress
I chose to mend it
I tried to fix
My heart barely pumps
Now closer to its death
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
