The Battle Of A Wounded Heart For Living Poem by Shirley Pal

Stand up wounded heart from your break down situation
Now pick up all the pieces which scattered with numbness
And fix these little pieces with your own self
Until you fix yourself, no one will come to fix

your wounded pieces
You are strong as you run my life with your four wheels
Life gives so much pressure on you
But you never betray her
You give your positive blood to the life
You are broken, you are torn apart
Still you want to live with your rejoined pieces
And give me breath for living