Raging thunderstorms in my heart
I see the world through a broken lens
wanting to be fixed,
the pieces don't quite seem
to mend together
the way they were before.
They storm rages on...
My heart keeps beating for the day
my vague vision will be replaced
with a clear perspective
and clear blue skies.
~L.Y
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Remember: Life can be tough, but so are you!❤
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Bleeding Poetry
PoetryOur hearts bleed poetry when we fail to speak. So we bleed our emotions on to paper, in the form of words. Our deepest emotions spilled out on a single page and for a moment all we do is feel.
