
I Will Pour My Heart
Poetry
These units of measurement for the immeasurable, This set of fears where the heart hides, This desire being unquenchable, This promise I’ll make you: I will break your heart!
Don’t commend me for the honesty of my words, Don’t expect me to straighten up my ways, Don’t assume I have a heart to hide, Don’t believe these words: I never had a heart.
Tired of living with my fears and without ideas, Tired of not knowing the way to be brave, Tired of hiding behind this face, Just being tired of myself: I will pour my heart.
©Pablo Pereyra 2020. Thank you for reading.
