Hanging By A Heartsting Poem by J M

Hanging By A Heartsting

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Sometimes I feel.
My life is a dream.
Neatly concealed.
In folds of reality.
When I wake UP
Will I CHOKE! ?
Will I sit back
and watch
everything I love
go UP, in SMOKE! ?
Or will I, wake these dreams?
Chase these things
Place em in safe space
Where I can see em everyday
Entangled in my heartstrings
Let me bleed these please
Til they run trough my veins
It's a new day.
A new life is coming. It's already arranged.
A not so subtle reminder, to embrace the change.
When we dig real deep into matters of the heart,
There's a real big difference between knowing where to go,
And knowing where to start.

Wednesday, June 24, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: change,dream,growth,heart,love
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