Tear this ribcage open,
strip me down to my flaws,
because it is here
you'll find the heart of me,
an arrhythmic beat
without pause;
I'm a lifelong contradiction,
a paradox with
frayed memories,
and you can't expect me
to forget
when the recollections never cease;
yet there will always
be tomorrow,
another chance to start again,
when I can capture
these elusive feelings
and eradicate this
emotional pain.
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Fragments
PoetryPoetry and fragments of my mind. Dealing with heartache, betrayal, sorrow, and hope. Originally posted on Instagram and Facebook.
