And my heart burns

Writing Therapy worked for me that day because I wrote this :)

As my fingers are numb,

My heart delivers the pain.

Words flutter in front my eyes.

As the soft whispers flow into my ears

I refute it.

But it stays.

As I tried to let go

And I tried to run away

I was pulled back

As I heard it

Oxygen ran out

My eyes drip

And my heart burns.

It burnt

And it burnt

And it still is burning.

Author's Note

My first official stab at writing poems. Hope it went well! The hurt that was in me was gone by the time I finished this.

Reviews

[Shellie]

you wouldnt know it was your 1st attempt at poetry.... especially coz its freeverse. Its perfectly done...especially the buildup and the ending.