Wishful Thinking

31 Years ago today I gave birth to you and I don’t even know if you’re alive.

I like to think I’d know…in my heart…

There was a time when I think I would have, but that bond has long been broken now.

You were always a wild child leaving home at just 18.

I respect that you are grown and living life on your own terms.

It would be nice to hear from you every now and again…

But it appears that’s just my wishful thinking.

Death of a Broken Heart

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In a long forgotten corner

through dark recesses

under cobweb cover

 

There beats a once cherished heart

 

Frayed at the edges

time ravaged and torn,

still it pulsates with love’s rhythm

and hope…

 

Abandoned by youth,

and cast out for pastures greener

with emotions heavy

It waits…

 

Cleaving to walls that offer no comfort,

in realization of rank relegation

It cries out…

 

Alone in the blackness,

will crushed by truths blow

It succumbs…

 

And in this long forgotten corner,

laying bloody, broken and defeated

a heart once cherished

beats no more…

 

copyright 6/5/2009

Dani Heart ♥