There’s only so much pain a heart can take
before the broken vessels sow themselves up with wrenching memories
and cold nights
the heart seems to lag contrary to a passionate roar.
there’s only so much pain a heat can take
before it closes its door to everything
holds on to the few perks of delight it has left
perfects that cold smile
devoid of all light
I want to be able to love my children
with every bit of my heart
I never want to be a broken mother
introducing a child into a broken world
I want them to feel love
I want them to feel
as many have lost the ability to.
thats why I want to be a young mother.