My Heart Poem by Vera Sidhwa

My Heart



My heart did not shatter,
When you slapped my face,
So hard the skin turned red.

My feelings didn't fall apart,
When you used your fist,
On my face.
You hit me hard.

You bullied me till I almost cried,
But didn't.
You tried to batter me,
But couldn't.

Wednesday, February 25, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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