heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Sunrise
Another morning. Another morning of not knowing if you’ve woken. Another morning that your heart hasn’t changed. Another morning negotiating to no avail with anyone that would barter. Another morning spent haunted by the ghost you’ve left me here with. Another morning I’ve resisted mourning us, knowing I couldn’t return once I start. All this, for you. In the dark. Fighting off all of my own demons, just to be here, in hope.
By anthony giglio4 years ago in Poets
