The Process of a Broken Heart

December 15, 2010
By Vidra PLATINUM, Midlothian, Virginia
Vidra PLATINUM, Midlothian, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
“I write only because
There is a voice within me
That will not be still.”
-Sylvia Plath


I lie down and gaze at the white canvas of the heaven above me
And my ears fill with water and
Static of sounds surround me.

There’s a ding in my heart
Like a scratch on a brand new vehicle,
It’s ugly to human eyes.

It was specifically put there and without it knowing,
I was ruined
Crushed into a million glass pieces that shatter and make an earsplitting explosion

But it’s not a violent one.
It’s in slow-motion and silent,
Like the lowering of a loved one into their grave.

It’s peaceful.
But it still hurts.



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