There Goes My Heart



In a tiny silk handkerchief

Shielded from the world

In multiple layers

Lay my heart,

My soft, little heart,

Cracked in a few places,

Scratched up in few others,

But still patched up

With little pieces of

Love that I had

Saved up for myself,

I made sure to not

Let my heart get out

And be broken into pieces again

But the heart is impulsive

And rebellious

And it loves to harm itself

So there it goes,

Out of its silk cocoon,

Falling into a pit;

I think I broke my heart again.


- NaPoWriMo, Day 13

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