I know
you have a big heart.
It’s wounded
but it’s so big.
Bleeding red,
the scarlet ink,
contouring
the map
and length
of your
liquid steel
strength.
You mold,
bend and
twist
with sheer will.
My brave-little
darling,
you can’t fix
it all.
This world
is drowning in
this black hole –
sea of pain
Your ocean-big
heart
can’t possibly
contain it
all.
© 2016 Romancing Life
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