The illusion filling my mind,
The signs leading me right.
My heart is a piece of dime
Dirt, my mind suddenly intertwined.
You robbed me of my space,
A kind place of light.
My mind shifting through time,
Progress is a letter to time.
Intertwined or prosecuted.
My decisions are what defines
Suddenly a change to state,
How immature of my heart.
Small pieces to the ground.
Scattered pieces or a million to name five.
Blood giving rise, I fake a smile.
For a man of many words
Speech is what I yern for
Twisted through time,
it slowly comes to life.
Guilt building inside of you
For time waits for no man,
A light shown bright upon mine.
Pieces now all in one piece.
How exhuming it can be
Well all that ends well stays well.
But my heart is all now fixed,
How stealing it has proven unsatisfactory to you.
My words doesn't seem to tell it all
Your soul crumbling for peace
What I serve are pieces of your heart
How times have change .
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Tattooed Hearts.
Poetry{Completed} Highest rankings.(26 Sep 2021) #25brokenheart #12writings #56authors #34poets travel through my mind. This is where I share my deepest thoughts, experiences and feelings. Growing up being discriminated, writing has been a way of expressi...
