The Heart Hurts Poem by Maymay Marie

For days a different agony came,
The chest, the heart seemed pained,
Hands were wet, palpitation crowded,
Does the heart hurt?

Words need to fill in sheets,
Feelings were odd and blues,
No answers yet appeared,
Healing must be sought.

Was the heart hurts?
Why random pain in heart vein?
Why chest seemed heavy and rough?
To carry was so steep and eerie.

The clearing was crowded with beats,
Random pounding when suddenly called,
Does the heart hurt?
Faith must be carried.

For days puzzle gave way,
To entertain the beats,
Beset the park of breath,
Bloomed of flowers missed.

But trust was glued,
To the Master of breath,
His Word heals,
The heart hurts enormously.