Where Broken Hearts Go
Hearts are crashing down
Huge in numbers
Breaking and burning on a fiery earth.
As hopes starve and melt
Becoming bodies of ugly hard wax,
My heart, crashing down with the others, cries along with me.
Cries along to the song of it's death.
Cries because the sun shined too bright
And hearts were crashing down
From the sky to meet their ugly doom.
And as green trees became black
And blue skies became grey and dry
My soul cries and lets my damned heart stab it with a golden dagger
before it crashes and burns with all the others.
and that's where broken hearts go.
- Mada El-Horr
2016
This is probably the most personal thing i've ever written. Hope you enjoyed it.
