Pieces of my heart...


A short poem about everything that everyone feels
Slowly and steadily I pick up the shattered pieces of my heart,
Don't know if it is me or my past,
But the weight of the pieces is making me fall apart...

Slowly and steadily my feet struggle on this emotional wrath,
Time & again I find myself typecast,
All I can see is a unwanted war path...

Slowly and steadily I feel the doors shutting down forever,
My heart just refuses to be anymore harassed,
Peace is what I wander for and it is now my only endeavor

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