Can anybody hear me?
Hear me screaming,
Does anybody care?
I'm sitting at your door,
Weeping out your name,
The blood is seeping from my heart,
These tears they fail to fall,
The shreds that were my soul,
Cannot be sewn up,
This silent death,
So cruel, you do fail to hear,
I'm screaming, I'm dying,
Don't kill me.

by Holly Heron

Comments (1)

Even the most shredded heart can repair itself in time M lady I remarried at seventy The divine madness pays no attention to age. Heartbreaks along the way of course there were but life goes on Bright Blessings to you