This is heart city, here comes the girl who falls, and the tall walls.
Here lies the heart that breaks, here lies the soul that's scarred.
It was once full of tune and rhyme, now It's closed for a long time
Now it isn't open as you can see, now it has lost the words where it has to be
I climbed the wall to see what was through, yet I keep trying still I cannot do
So I read the story all along, for you to know what happened ago 3 years long
There was once a girl who smiled everyday, and you always thought she would stay that way
And she had a heartcity filled by a man
But he broke her heart, left by no permission
Now it's city filled with vines over, and you could easily recognize them all
It has little vines of pureness and kindness, but as you notice there's a large vine of anger and sadness
Now, help me open the city. Let it bring back it's own beauty.
But do you know how to fix this Heart City? It's the thing that broke itself, Love. Love Is the cure.
YOU ARE READING
douleur
Poetry❝Her heart turned grey as they walked out and didn't stay. Now here's the words she wrote on a paper- the words she couldn't say.❞ Written by ellethetic 2017 © ellethetic