Poetry

This heart of mine

Ana SilvaLeave a comment

“The heart that beats
In this chest of mine
As been feeling uneasy,
Tiptoeing in uncertainty
Or racing out of time.

This heart of mine
Doesn’t know the mind
Is the reason why
All this keeps happening,
So it keeps aching every time
Bad thoughts erase peace out of sight…”

Ana.

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