Literature
Oh my aching heart.
You beat so soundly up till now
Until that day I could feel you pumping out, blood.
Now you have grown weak your despair is much too deep
Holding true to your feeling, my body needs you to keep beating.
I know it was too much to take when all of my hopes were at stake
Rest now my precious heart in the morning we can have a new start.
Beat,Beat,Beat like I am running from something but
I go no where as of yet,I am only walking.
My mind is the thing racing,it keeps bouncing back and forth
The ideas,thoughts and daydreams go on and on all before I see the sun.
Oh that beautiful sun who shines with such vibrant colors
The light beams