I miss unconditional love.

I miss my son; my actual sun and entire moon.

Let me take you down to what I used to be, before your eyes will you see within my soul lies pure Happy.

I took a chance at heart and shield the armor; bearing my soul on my sleeve, I thought that the heartbeat strong was all the strength I'd ever need.

Come catch up with what I am now and see that my aura is veiled.

I can recall lying by a lover's side, my heart as solid as a rock.

I clutch my chest in holy agony just to realize that my pain was no sinking solid heart.

My pain was this very same; strong heartbeat.

© 2018 Christa Canady