My Heart Is Full
So in truth my heart is filled up;
Douse with pangs of hurts and miss-trust;
What is it that I live up?
My heart is full, It’s do or die I must;
As I reverence in my inhaling;
Breathing up the unveiling;
My chances are, my chances are;
My heart is full, of deceitful lies;
As I cry
Falling are mind tears from my eye
My heart is full, I’m alive and my blood flows…
On-
from the top of my head to my bleeding toes;
Sadden yet still worrying, fill up yes my heart is full;
My Heart Is Full Poetry Contest
Rhyme poetry form only.
Sponsored by: Cindi Rockwell
Placed 13th in Contest
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2019
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