Thursday, 18 April 2019

Flee! Hear, Words come



Protect me from words
Hear them as they come
Fast and speedily
Sharp and blunt
Dense and humid
They carry deadly equipment
They pursue me
What's left of my heart
Can it bear?
Can it hold?
Can it continue to beat?
Fleeing is not enough
Allow me to fly
Like the birds of the air
Let my tears drop from
High above the sky
like rain


No one to see them
Only God to feel them
Blood red they stream down
My cheekbones
Leaving a pink Blush
That screams "I'm okay"
With the remains of my heart

Can it bear?
Can it hold?
Can it beat like it used to?
Only God can hear
This form of a cry

Written By
Mitney Mitch
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