by feeling

beyond healing

Caged heart

receives dart

dart upon dart

seemingly depart

does sense

yet begins

a deeper ink

smearing the inside

of heart it overrides

Silently it lulls chides

poisoning my hide

creating a divide

my worlds collide

perhaps tis my pride

that is on my side

perhaps yet I am

to be favoured by tide

that sweeps me 

from shores I abide.

Perhaps in hope

of the day time I bide.