October 21, 2014


The heart has a mind of its own
Has needs of it own
The heart yearns for love 
And it's  mind, for attention

The heart is fragile
It breaks
By the lack of love, attention & ignorance.

The heart is fickle,
Thanks to it's own mind
It'll  forget just as easily as it forgives and cherishes 

The heart has no mouth
It communicates by beating with that of its  soulmate
When this mode of communication is obstructed
It works like the superior vena cava obstruction...

... like how the veins distend and engorge
The heart swells with unexplored emotions
When overwhelmed, it explodes
Too bad, the heart doesn't  have a buffer system of it's  own
It breaks, shatters, ends up in pieces
Forever scarred.

*Something I wrote when insomnia overtook my body.