Innocent Heartbreak

I dreamt the other night,

Of a weeping child.

I saw its tears,

And within each teardrop

Was a profound wail,

Hidden and contained in each one.

The child looked up at the stars,

And dreamt of a place so bright,

But fallen and broken,

The child wept knowing it could never return to this place,

That was once its home.

Cries to a parent that would never come,

Echoed in the soul,

Hoping to be heard…

But the child could not wail,

And no one was around to see it cry,

So it looked into the stars,

And cried anyway.

And deep within the Childs heart,

I could see a gash that ran through the love it felt,

My heart broke when I saw

The love that overflowed as it kept beating and pounding,

As it bled out;

And all the while the child looked at the stars,

Crying,

And admiring their beauty,

Still managing a smile amongst its tears,

And as it slowly bled out.

The child grew weaker,

And before the end of the night it collapsed,

And with the last bits of love within it,

And with the child’s last bit of strength,

And its last breathe,

It looked up at the stars saying,

“I know you were supposed to protect me,

And I know you didn’t mean to hurt me,

And although I am fading away,

It’s okay,

Because I still think you’re beautiful,

And I still love you.”

I have been posting poetry that I plan on including in future books. Other writing ideas can also be found at www.elenarojas.com. I also intend on posting group chats and podcasts surrounding poetry and philosophy. If you wish to engage in either or give personal comments or ideas, email me at www.inspirationalcorner302@gmail.com.