My heart is hurt i don't know what to do my heart...
As easy as the Raven flaps his wings,
My Turtledove would easily sing...
Abrasive pain bruised my heart.
It pricked and pecked at last...
This is not a poem,
its simply facts about my life...
I can Feel you in my Bones
But I can't see my Bones...
When I Cracked my Eyes

Open this morning...
First time in a fortnight
I let your Lips touch mine...
Hear that? That high pitched shatter?
It's this glass heart of mine...
Several hours pass,
And you never show...
I felt beautiful today and you weren't here to see...
To see my eyes shine...
Mornings are always
The...
A messy place to start
Let's add more complications...