A Night Without a Broken Heart

Sometimes I long

For a night without a broken heart

Look at the stars

Without thinking how hard the hit would be if they fall

Because that’s what they’ve tended to do

Howl at the moon

Free at last

Sometimes I long for you

Mother

Sister

Brother

Friend

Sometimes I long for things that never end

Transcend

Time

Even after time is done

Sometimes I think I’m wrong

Illogical

Inane

Unchanged

For longing it at all

The darkness calls

With winter weapons unsheathed

Frozen dirt beneath

Fingernails digging through graves

In periodic waves of inspiration

Anatomization of scars I’m losing

I love you so much

I still fall apart

But

Sometimes I long

For nights without a broken heart

And know

They are not far

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