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Prelude of a Broken Heart

The sweet serenade of self-destruction

By Rachel OberPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
Prelude of a Broken Heart
Photo by Michael Schär on Unsplash

I never knew how much I could feel

Until the first time I experienced something so real

In that surrender, my whole life brightened

I came alive, my senses heightened

Sitting all alone in each others’ minds

Blinded, and hopeless, and completely intertwined

When the storm came, my branches were broken

Damaged the most by words left unspoken

My leaves shriveled, my roots drew away

From my source of life I had clung to each day

The drought left me barren, brittle, and weak

Suffocating without the comfort I did seek

When I was all but gone, not a limb left unscathed

My hollow body became calloused from the weather I had braved

Scarred and numb, my flesh desperately in plea

Darkness finally closed in and set me free

heartbreak

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