Have you ever experienced this kind of
heart ache…
Where your heart does not break…
But burns!
Charred…
…charcoal black!
Where the acrid stench of the smoke
actually makes you reel…
Where the dark fumes from the burning
heart go up to your eyes,
And force blistering saline tears to
well and spill,
Leaving your eyes puffy and bloodshot!
Where the pungent thick miasmas ascend
to your brain…
Invoking images of deep dark tumultuous
waters..
Images of violent storms…
And bleak barren days ahead!
When the sound of the raging fires
devouring your heart are so loud..
So loud they drown the beautiful
chirping of skylarks…
And the low hum of the working bee …
Where the smoke is just too thick…
So thick everything you see is devoid of
colour,
You fail even to see the rainbow
in-front of you!
And the pain!
That kind of agony
Where you feel like your ribcage has
squeezed your heart way too much,
That a stray rib has pierced your heart
to the core!
Where you feel a huge lump in your
throat
And you cannot swallow the lump,
For your throat is parched,
As ‘parched’ as your burnt heart!
You feel like the walls are closing in
on you,
Like the darkness is stifling you,
Like the fingers of melancholy are
choking you,
And despite the flames licking your
heart,
Your soul just grows cold!
I have heard of broken hearts
mending..healing,
But have never heard of burnt hearts
being restored to normalcy!!!!!
:'( you've given heartburn a new meaning
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