Clockwork Heart

It is the only part of me that works

The heart that lies in my chest

Thrumming against my ribs like some prisoner

Grizzled and bloody and throwing itself at its cage

When my body is full of so much sorrow

That I wish I could just turn over and throw it all up

When it is hard to breathe

When the light is hard to find and I am alone at night

When the darkness spreads out and I am left

To shred at my eyes in order to stop the tears

I lay

And listen to my heart beat

I know it is the only part of me that works


One thought on “Clockwork Heart”

  1. It’s so depressingly desperate that it’s beautiful! I could really feel the emotion flooding out of this poem. Good job!

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