Tread softly I am weak,
heartbroken, won’t even speak.
the feeling’s gone, nothing left to lift
shattered pieces, within I sift.
This ache is real, the wound will heal
but it seems stupid, this audacity to feel;
lessons learnt from time and in this race,
powerless though, nature wills at its pace.
totally damned, children of her will
it’s a marvel the grip of our skill.
Tread softly I am weak
….Tell my heart never to speak
By: Damian Sinton
Damian Sinton
Meet “Damian Sinton”, an alias of course!
He’s a friend and a pretty shy one, so I have edited the lovely picture you see of himself and his little angel
… Just another reminder that I’ve got talented friends
He’s good! I like this
Awww, thanks! I’ll be sure to tell him
Two thumbs up from me! Thank you for sharing his work!
Wonderful, thanks for sharing!
This should have more shares
Great posts, keep them coming. Your posts are so good that I’m going to have to subscribe to Festival King.
Thank you
thanks for sharing, I do hope the heart never shuts up, as only in there is there hope for a live worth living.
Thanks for reading!