My heart

I come to you with my heart in my hands,
You look at it and see it has been broken and bruised,
blackened and blued, it's been torn apart, broke apart,
Shattered and shot,
You see it has tried to heal and find all of my scares,
I give it to you so please be gently with it,
Because your the one that is healing it with every passing minute. 

Reviews

[Tasha]

This was really sweet. I liked it a lot.
♥ Ta'Shandra

[qaralynn]

sweet poem! like it!

[Brittni]

I gotta say.....that brought tears to my eyes. You're still a good writer.

[Dante Balsote]

Oh, would that my heart heal itself of its own brokenness.

[Short.Nerd]

Love it!

[Abbie]

very sweet


100/100

[Kimberly]

I love this one. I think it's great and very sweet.

[Jazique]

Awe that was so sweet to lend someone your broken heart and mend it into whole again. Wonderful job.