The heart still breaks Each time I think Of the day you broke it. The wound feels fresh As if it’s only yesterday That you inflicted it. It tears me up to endure Staying as we are, Knowing we are no longer. It drives me nuts Keeping the ties together When we both know We’d rather not.
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
In the material and spiritual realm
Wanderlust Through Words
What is writing if not conjuration magic?
in search of peace
for what was and what is yet to be
Soul Poetry, Self-Awareness, Benefits, affirmations, empowerment, support, Expression
poetry by j matthew waters
