Heart, Break... Poem by Kirsten GrayWolf

I’ve never cried before. Not like THIS.

My spirits tumbling to a great abyss.



I might say I’m fine. Go about okay.

But I think in a whole DIFFERENT way.



No one can see what I see, or should I say, don’t.

I will never forget any love, I won’t.



Its not that I just won’t, I cant forget.

Every thing, I must regret.



I don’t see the easy things in life.

I see complicated things that will give much strife.



So heart, just break, let grief pour.

For myself, death is what’s in store.



Heart, die. With the rest of me.

Because nobody will ever see…





These poems are mostly about me…