Source:  We Heart It

Source: We Heart It

Heart-Strings

Yes, they exist
Plucked…
Abused…
Broken…
 
Tearing my
Soul into pieces
Shards of glass
piercing me
inside and out
 
The heart echoes
 
that pain
As heart-strings
are stretched…
abused…
broken…
 
 
 
Copyright © 2014 Annie Original Poem
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie