when your heart's been holding together by a bandage
silence becomes another foreign language
you're forced to stay awake to the sound of your heartbeat
a timeless reminder of your dreadful existence
and hear it break to every memory
listening to your blood drip spilling from it's cracks
your breaths gets audible
and your oozing blood in scarlet ripples
the lump in your throat you swallow in
doesn't do a thing but
reminds your eyes to cry
and the tears slip without a warning
without telling you why
so you plaster your heart again
again or the umpteenth time
and remind it life just happens
no apologies no why
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A/N: don't judge me I wrote this at 4AM and had it in my drafts for 4 days and decided to publish it without even editing
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Way of my soul || Poetry
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