you. you were a rock who i thought i could break. i thought i could open you up & inside would be one of those quartz crystals that i used to collect from the riverbed when i was younger. i — i was a heart ready to pour over you. to care, to heal, to…
Tag: poem
ragged, still-beating, beautiful, broken
please be gentle with this ragged heart.it’s broken down & tired, but begging to restart.to find somewhere soft to land, steadied & humbled,& ready to guard it, as this dear heart can be so troubled. please be kind to this still-beating heart.i know it looks bruised & battered, but i’d prefer to consider it art.handle…