Poetry

Coursing through my veins, underneath my skin.
From my stomach, even in my head.
Hot, red liquid leading to one place.
My heart.

The pain is subtle at first,
Just a beat in my chest.
No tears at all,
There might not be at all.

Fast forward a few hours.
My heart is lead,
Sunken into my stomach.
But also bursting out of me,
I have to hold my chest to be sure.

Hot liquid, finding it’s way out of me.
Wracking sobs reverberating through my body.
My body shaking with it’s impact.
So this is what heartbreak feels like?

© Amy’s Artistry

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