Strained

not to mention

It begins in haste, a wisp dashing

A moment to grasp

In intervals I gasp

Around my heart it's racing

Tell me I am still me

Help me believe this is reality

The tears that rolled down

Burned my cheeks in frost

I shiver, world's about to drown

I have found what's lost, just lost, and still lost

My fragile sympathy

Perfected a selfless empathy

Sadly amazing how it goes

And only God sanely knows

Reviews

[Inspiring Writer]

A Rhyming write that i read in a morning time, it made me refreshed. Sometimes strained brings too amy things and a write came from one of the thing. Nice write... made by you but written by your heart. So, keep writing.

[papermush08]

Yes exactly, it's my heart that writes, my hands are useless without these sentiments. :') Thank you so much dear friend!