Hanging By A Heart

by brie kelly wise   Mar 18, 2008


I wake up from my first night of sleep in years
I know what insomnia is like, my biggest fear
I've stayed up wasting my mind on counting tears

But I grab my coat and lose myself in the war
I start to find myself standing at an empty door
With my hair undone, I let in the cold warmth

Drowning in the words that seem to hurt the most
But hearing them, I let go before I get too close
I prepare to feel lost, sailing the east coast

I hold on to your arms that left me scarred
I try to move, but letting go is hard
I'd be on the ground if we weren't hanging by a heart

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