• krouseman 6w

    A heart that don't beat.

    I do not believe I have a broken heart .
    Reason being, it's been torn apart.

    All these memories won't let me sleep
    So I shed a tear and count some sheep.

    For the rest of my life,
    I'm going to feel this way.
    Missing her more,
    with each passing day.

    Climb all the way up,
    just to fall back down.
    Life is like,
    a merry go round.

    Is anybody out there feeling like me?
    Is this all life has to offer me?
    ©krouseman