Petrified Heart

Empty sight blocked out hearing, 

Deceased feeling, no point in breathing, 

Clogged veins, drowning in blood, 

Unlike my heart I still feel emotional beating

To myself, Feel my own, 

When it ends i will be at home, 

The crows will welcome with the majestic songs they sing, 

Tell me how to fix my broken wing, 

So one last time I may be free, 

So i may hear, 

So I may breathe, 

So I can speak, 

And once again i could see.

No words can fix, what was broke inside me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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