“Even the most
beautiful
of the stars
are taken
for granted
night after
night.”
― Veronika Jensen
My heart is
broken,
smashed,
squelched
countless
times
broken,
shattered,
splintered
in million pieces
it has suffered enough
no amount of assurance
and a lesson in life
can keep it
from
shredding,
tearing,
breaking
How do you survive?
you ask,
I use
my giggles,
laugh,
and those
occasional guffaws
to keep it together
filling in the cracks,
those fault lines
seeping in the holes
to join,
hold,
bind
together
from tearing it apart
I use them as putty
and prevent my
heart from falling
apart.