Scattering Pieces Of My Heart Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Scattering pieces of my heart in all directions, not wanting to feel emotions tearing at me from within.
Lessening the intensity, pieces can't hurt as much as when they are together, forming my heart and it's tragedies inside it's quiet mind.
Beating in a rhythm all my own, I turn away and contemplate a spiritual side of suffering, handing all to God in order to live in a peaceful atmosphere that I need to be in.