My liquid heart is leaking through my fingers
I tried to keep it in my chest but failed again.
It’s nowhere close to the end, it dwells, it lingers
And now it’s hard to even find where it began.
No options left, all ways have been discovered
Just stop the flood and there’ll be time to fill the gaps.
Yet no one knows how soon it can be overpowered
And I’m not strong enough alone to turn the taps.
Completely wretched, bewildered, flummoxed, stoned –
Unfair? Just? Deserved? For hell? For wealth?
I might seem hard and even too backboned
But on the inside I’m all shrunk and scared to death…
Liquid heart
© Copyright: Йуля Харитонова, 2010
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