Photo credit: Myriam Nehmeh
Time
By Myriam Azar
I have a hole in my heart
I cannot see it bleeding
even the wound is hidden to the common eye
I am blind but I can feel I am running out of time
Time…
If only I knew love
only it can sew me back together
my broken temple
it is going to be okay
Love or Death?
Time…
Will I ever be whole again?
I have a hole in my heart only I can see now
