Break it Apart

Why
oh why
Do I
Have this
poet’s heart.
Why
oh why
Can’t I break it apart.

For so long I’ve tried
I don’t even know why
For so long
I’ve cried
from this
unfulfilled
destiny.

Oh why

Why
oh why

The artist’s dream
buried deep
inside of me
and no
matter how I try
to crush everything
it still remains oh
Why

I don’t even know why
oh why

This poet’s heart
This broken heart
intertwined
in this
eternal dance
oh.

Author: Buddhadoshā

Buddhadoshā loves you.

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