human being
a heart lies in the middle of an open field.
watching the wind blow in silence.
sleeps when it needs to,
but then there comes an awful storm!
and washes the heart in to chaos.
tortured and scratched left behind.
peaceful becomes disturbed.
sleeping becomes a fear.
surrendering to tears.
melodies of cracking voices.
so fragile
so weak
that is a human being
in this poem
it can wash away
the strength,
the hope,
and love.
it can happen in one moment
Gibsy2, man, 37 jaar
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