Cracked
Have you heard The sound A heart makes When it breaks When it is shattered And left In shining shards On a dusty floor? Have you heard The sound Of tears falling When the pain Can't be contained And drops Of anguish fall? Have you heard The sound A soul makes When it awakes Like a precious Gilded egg Containing treasures That can only be seen Once the surface Has cracked open?



Jus
Just
Can't stop reading and re-reading this, your poem
Cuts deep with me, I think you will know why.
The ending brightens me
Thankyou
This poem is so precious and beautiful Trudi ✨💛