Chaotic Love

PoeticBiscuit

Why is it when we fall apart,

We finally mend our broken hearts?

 

Still I can’t shake the thought of you..

It burns right through my scars.

So redundant, we’re playing music on a stringless guitar.

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Comments3

  • Poetic Dan

    Short and sweet, with no guitar strings. So beautifully done! The cracks let the light in!
    Keep up the write my friend

    • PoeticBiscuit

      Thank you for stopping by as always my friend! Been a while but I hope to be back with more poems.

    • orchidee

      Good write PB.
      You could bash the guitar - use it as a drum! lol.

      • PoeticBiscuit

        I suppose I could bring out the inner rockstar. Lol.

      • myself and me

        Chaotic indeed. Love the last stanza.

        • PoeticBiscuit

          I was always taught to save the best for last 😉

          • myself and me

            Whoever taught you that is a wise one.



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