Its not broken, shattered,
Fractured or ripped apart
Just sprained and bruised
My bleeding heart
The trauma, the injury
The pain I feel
Time is my nurse
To help it heal
Loves hurts
Its wounds run deep
I need to rest
And fall asleep
Isn't it amazing how the body works? No matter what the injury, rest and sleep always help it heal. Nice write. Dans
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is such a sad and beautiful poem! ! I love it - it almost made me cry for some reason! ! ^-^ Thank you and please continue writing ^-^