The Words Of My Heart

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The Words Of My Heart

are invisible scars carved
below the surface
Each sentence
running through my veins
Voicing my pain into the silence
of your mind
As you read, each word
pulses inside of your head
like the throbbing whisper
of all that has gone unsaid
No longer alone
my soul is written on the page
for you to hold on to
and I can now let go

Angela Minard 2010©

Comments

Wanda's Wings said…
That is absolutely beautiful! So much truth and pain intertwined together.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Jackie said…
Oh my I can't say it any better than Wanda did....this is marvelous and so so true!!

Thanks for sharing with us Angel!!
Jackie
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Joanne Olivieri said…
Angela, your poetry is sheer perfection in both message and imagery. I am simply in awe of your words more and more each day.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Paula said…
All is interconnected. One cant be without the other. Not felt, not experienced, not appreciated, not suffered. We all carry the ying and yang, the light and dark. Some still try to balance better. We are improve during the process. Love from my heart to yours!
Monday, November 15, 2010
Erica said…
Really Its True True True!!!
Friday, November 26, 2010
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