Choosing Life and Operating Happiness
Sometimes my heart makes a sound
Only I can hear.
I know it well;
A crack.
An acknowledgement
That something has come to its end,
Despite my deepest wishes that
It would last
A lifetime…
It feels like being punched in the chest; I can’t breath and I feel duressed.
It feels like being punched in the throat; I can’t speak and I choke.
After the crack I cry silently; I can’t make a sound and it hurts me deeply.
… Life leaves me breathless and speechless, this shall not be rhymed.
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