Fire Heart

My heart is
On fire
It burns like
Ember logs in
Pot belly stoves
And I can’t remember

When I was loved
Held
Revered
Adored
Save the moments
My sons gazed at me
With heartfelt eyes.

My heart is
On fire
Burning with the lies
The twisted goodbyes
The times when
Love would have
Made everything alright

But

Tonight I sleep alone
Under a moon
Where I feel at home
Because when eras end
New ones begin.

Vennie Kocsis

About Vennie Kocsishttps://venniekocsis.wordpress.comI am the author of "Cult Child", a memoir detailing my abusive childhood growing up in Sam Fife's Move of God cult. I am a poet, artist, advocate and pedophile hunter. If you know, then you know. MILAB EMPATH HYBRID HAARP POKERFLATS

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