Friday, May 2, 2008

My H3@RT

empty box where the heart used to be

My heart pounds to the simple sound of *thump…thump thump……. thump…thump*

It shows no signs of fear, but beneath the sound, in the stillness, I feel the presence of fear

It shows no signs of sadness, but pushes to show joy, when it seems I have none left

It shows no signs of anger, but inside I’m screaming

At the end of the day, there is only one thing to call this heart

Empty.

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