Soul made of glass

by Cameo Newton

My soul is broken as my love seeps out
Slowly...slowly the cracks begin to show
My heart leaks out
My eyes souless
Faint heart attacks shimmer beneath my skin
A low pulse can be felt from within
What is this i ask?
It is....
(A broken heart)
Burned down to the ash
Why does it hurt?
(Because you gave your mind body and soul
And for it to heal
You have to learn to forgive and let go)

 

Submission date : 2016-10-13

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Ben Pickard ( F P C D ) at 2016-10-13

Cameo,

What I love about your poetry is that it comes from the heart and I can always feel what you are trying to convey extremely clearly.

Well done,

Ben