My Heart’s Cycle

My heart has been torn

Ripped to shreds

Stepped on

And mended.

Over and over.

My heart has been a cycle.





I have seen what my love could do

The healing

The cause for breathing.

Reacted to the way it feels

I have followed my heart

And I have seen the consequences.

I have been fearless

I have been heartless

I have been afraid.

All the while

My heart has been cycling.

A never-ending process

One looking for hope and truth.

I have been safe


And full.

The cycle has been never-ending.

My love has been broken


And Repaired.

I have been mended


And Broken.

Yet I still find myself cycling.

I have wondered

Should I stop?

Is this worth it?

And my answer is always yes.

I have felt the love from a hug

A moment in a kiss.

The feeling in my chest.

I have seen the dark days

And I have felt the light.

A fleeting moment in a cycle.

These are the moments that make the



And Ripped

Completely worth it.

And these are the moments I cherish

And repeat.

Over and over.

Regardless of the cycle.


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Sabrina Ingram

Hello, my name is Sabrina Ingram. I am the author of The White Butterfly and The Girl in the Cage. You can find me on my website ( where I talk about writing, books, personal things, and much more!

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