Poem 58: Bursting

The emotions were running high,

The pain filled me up, 

I couldn’t contain it anymore,

I screamed, shut up. 

 

It was like breaking in half,

Not knowing what to do,

Who was right or wrong,

Conversations long overdo.

 

The tears flowing fast and hard,

Will this be the end 

Or the start of something new,

Will the wounds mend.

 

Forgotten and out of sight,

That’s how it felt,

Caught early and nurtured, 

Making that heart once again melt.

 

* Sharing my poem with Prose for Thought 

Prose for Thought
I am a mother of two, a first time author, a OCD housewife, a coffee-holic, a shop-a-holic, and living in a foreign country trying to make sense of it all.

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