Chalk Hearts Faded hearts drawn in chalk on the walls of yesterday The essence of every word I never got to say Inside the woven silk of lost and broken memories Lost dreams are visible, there for us to sieze Under the wings of the Magpie, a shadow across my heart Words stick inside icicle tears, tearing me apart Disappear just like the hearts of chalk, painted badge of desire I vanish inside the smoke of this emotional funeral pyre. Matt Earl 2018 |