Western University of Health Sciences


Heart Strings

Corina Pierce

COMP-Northwest student

A balloon for a heart
with a loose tether to this world
is always getting away from me.

My heart goes out to you.

I put my heart into it.

And I gave you my heart.

But I tug it back to me.
I can only be without it for so long.

The wind blows
as if saying,
“this one needs it more.”
I resist
because I cannot stand the vulnerability.

Still it pulls, and so I follow my heart.

If we follow the tug on our heart strings,
where would it take us?
Letting go of that string
to extend a hand,
handing over your
balloon of a heart
to someone who needs
a splash of color in their day.