Heart

There’s a place in my heart which is empty inside
A place in my heart where I try to hide
To hide from the pains that hurt me so
And I turn, but nowhere to go.

So I hide like the child deep inside
Who is afraid to take the step of a journey.
That may lead to better things in life
But refuses to make a sacrifice.

But the heart has a mechanism
which automatically protects
You from things that you fear
And takes you on a journey
To wipe away the tears.

Don’t ever hide from what
The heart may bring, because
Deep inside of us there s a voice that sings.

poem by Louis Rams
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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