Missing heart.

By: Elizabeth Hammer 

My heart lost its way and my chest burned to ashes, while I sat in disbelief.
I don’t know how I managed that long.
With so much pain resided in me.
Could you hear my insides ripping up? 

It still burns and stings, 
like a cut on your face.
It aches and seeks darkness from losing my place.
I went on with the knowledge that nothing in that moment could make it okay.

My heart lost its way, and my chest burned to ashes, while I sat in disbelief. 

I wished that someone would take me away. 
Away, away. 
Anywhere but there. 
I didn’t want to feel that way. 
Each time I thought about it, 
it drove me insane.

I sought recovery from that dreadful day. I can still breathe and go on, but everything feels grey. Everything feels fake. I’d wish a thousand times to mend it.

Hard and cold barbed wire surrounds me, 
it keeps my mind on track,
because my heart lost its way, 
and I don’t see it coming back. 

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