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

[Life Is like Trust...It..]

Relate able. It reminds me of the saying,"Drawing is my passion and Writing is my life." But you say that in a more professional way :)

[A Soap Mess Stories]

Loved this stanza....

Hushed for having a voice,

Punished for having the will to live.

Today I am stronger, a fighter

Always coming back swinging.

good job....

[Pratik]

There are sad undertones in this tale of suffering and pain...your thoughts truly reach out and touch the hearts... well done Anna :)

[A Red Red Rose 4 U Luv]

I did not know what to expect at first, this is a awesome poem!

[Lily Mae]

Keep up the fight.. Your worth it..x

[TawnyBlueStar]

wow so powerful :D
love every line of this poem
awesome :D