Until My Heart Stops Beating...

Beaten and broken record

A wounded soul, wanting to speak

And sing out secrets and truths

Hidden within this still beating heart.

 

Lifetime tragedies

And tears soaking my pillow

Of sleepless nights, never forgotten

Screams of abuse and neglect.

 

Seeking for a new way to bleed

And let the rain wash it all away

Pen swaying to the music,

With every tender beat of my heart.

 

Hushed for having a voice,

Punished for having the will to live.

Today I am stronger, a fighter

Always coming back swinging.

 

A slave to never ending dreams

The universe for up grabs within mind

Demons turned into musing voices

Yearning for truth to be heard.

 

Til there is no breath left

To breathe within these lungs

My words will spill from this pen

Until the day my heart stops beating.

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Amila Jay]

Hushed for having a voice,
Punished for having the will to live.
A slave to never ending dreams

Til there is no breath left
To breathe within these lungs
My words will spill from this pen
Until the day my heart stops beating.

These lines really punch!! Awesome poem, like it alot :))

[Rosallia]

I love the imagery here. Nicely done =)

[Sometimes Blood]

beautifully written

[paradise]

amazing :)

[KAREN]

Deep and solid write. Love is desired and felt through out the poem.

[Coyote Poetry]

A powerful poem of love. I like the desire not to give up. Even with pain and hurt. A desire for love and hope will stay alive.
"Today I am stronger, a fighter
Always coming back swinging."
Thank you for sharing the amazing poem.
Coyote

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

this is so passionate!

[Jordan's Back]

Lifetime tragedies
And tears soaking my pillow
Of sleepless nights, never forgotten
Screams of abuse and neglect.

Another poem I find hitting too close to home
Wonderful job
*cries*

[Dayran]

Find the meaning that comes from a gurgle in the brook and a crack in the way a twig breaks. You will discover new voice in the experience. Nice write!

[reflectingus]

This is exactly the purpose of writing, and you have portrayed the desire to be heard, perfectly. I love the flow of this poem, great job :)