Heavy Heart
With thoughts locked up in my chest, I sleep awake with the moon
As the roads once I traveled so easy are now brimming with clouds.
But what can I possibly say?
I have always been the dangerous ledge to my loving parachute.
Words say everything but never enough,
Words recapitulate emotions but never enough,
Isn’t it strange that you could see the ashes before it all got burnt
By the flames of hope from the frictions of your desperate attempts?
It’s not frustration my dear, it’s just a wildfire in my chest
Something so heavy that it makes it hard to breath
Still I go ahead and smile even if it hurts
Because the weirdest things
That happens every day
Can conjure up the past.
It all ended against my will and my heart went still
And just like that I started to believe in ghosts.
I can’t quite say I made sense every step along the way,
I don’t claim to be a poet,
I am just another broken prodigy.