Last updated on May 6th, 2024 at 10:25 am
The emotions were running high,
The pain filled me up,
I couldn’t contain it anymore,
I screamed, shut up.
It was like breaking in half,
Not knowing what to do,
Who was right or wrong,
Conversations long overdo.
The tears flowing fast and hard,
Will this be the end
Or the start of something new,
Will the wounds mend.
Forgotten and out of sight,
That’s how it felt,
Caught early and nurtured,
Making that heart once again melt.
* Sharing my poem with Prose for Thought
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I like these verses. All too familiar! Catch it early and care, like you say, is the only way to mend broken hearts. #prose4T
Definitely. Love is a work in process. Learning and growing together as a team!!! Lol