Its a funny thing
Unannounced
Without a sound
It stepped in
And lived within
the cracks of me
I left abandoned
Forbidden was to touch
'Cause a touch
Doesn't always heal
Closer it came
With my every step back
Broke the rules
Ans touched
Those cracks
Those cracks were instead
Wounds not scars
And the touch started
To heal those parts
Deep & hollow
The gaps were filled
And the stillness
Was no more still
My parts were re-built
To feel again
And I remembered
How great feelings
Are to sense
But I still like
The stillness more
Because it had
No warning signs
To show
The cracks might be filled
But the wall is still weak
And I don't know
How long will this
Stop it bleed.
- A broken heart is always fragile to hold.
- Anushka
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