A small vessel intended to circulate blood
Now the carrier of anger, hate and resentment
Left by spoken words, broken promises disappointments and loss
A small vessel meant to provide life to a soul
Now the manufacturer of darkness
Producing heaviness and coldness unto the soul
A small vessel that was once whole
Now filled with stitches and patches
As a reminder of the pain endured
I am a 27 years old Master Arts Media studies student at the University of Limpopo. I Love writing