This heart continues beating
as if it was only
an internal perpetual motor
without memory.
as if it was only
an internal perpetual motor
without memory.
It breaks often-
sometimes of my own doing,
sometimes it is broken for me-
but it still continues,
hopeful,
encouraging
and unstoppable.
sometimes of my own doing,
sometimes it is broken for me-
but it still continues,
hopeful,
encouraging
and unstoppable.
She broke my heart,
it kept going.
God took my father
it kept beating.
I walked away
defeated
and it never abandoned me.
I fail
and heaped scorn and shame
upon myself,
and yet it is still here.
it kept going.
God took my father
it kept beating.
I walked away
defeated
and it never abandoned me.
I fail
and heaped scorn and shame
upon myself,
and yet it is still here.
Yesterday,
I lost my wedding band
and I fear it is gone for good.
I lost my wedding band
and I fear it is gone for good.
My heart broke
but it never stopped.
It just kept going while
I took the time
but it never stopped.
It just kept going while
I took the time
and accepted the inevitable.
This heart I carry
is my reminder
to keep pushing on
while I still can,
to keep pushing on
while I still can,
and trust that it will
still be there,
still be there,
always working,
always helping,
always helping,
my trusted friend.
Oh, man. THIS:
ReplyDelete"My heart broke
but it never stopped."
That's the thing, right?