my heart
feels like its falling apart
nothing can stop it
only patches can be done
what do i do
when its like this
my heart has bandages
stiches, and maybe even stab wouds
it feel real warm
like hot blood
dripping down my body
i have no control of it
its almost to late to save it now
its falling peice my peice
day by day
soon their will be nothing left
but a couple of bandages laying their
soaked with blood
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another great poem, another ten. I like the ending on this one. -Kylie M. Lynch