The heart gets tired -
When darkness seems infinite
And it has scratched and fought its will and tried
Still pitch-black shadows remain, it gets tired.
The heart gets tired -
When it has loved and cared for too long
And the coldness it receives just won't inspire
The heartbeats gradually slow down, it gets tired.
The heart gets tired -
When all it does is give and give
And when its vessel of love is not refilled
It runs dry and brittle, it gets tired.
The heart gets tired -
When pain has soaked it up for ages
And its goodness gets corrupted by bile and fire
Broken, rundown, cold, and all alone, it gets tired.
A nice write... I would like you read my poem In the mid of the night depression you are killing me too.... Something you can relate too. Thnx for sharing. Naila
A refined poetic imagination, Myrtle. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nicely written. Though sad. Thanks for sharing