Broken, the plea of a heavy heart

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I didn’t know that I was important to them but only through their words. People loved to be around me.

because of the profit of my goodness they were gaining, not because I was loved by them. The reason I don’t trust anymore is because people make me realize that I mean nothing to them after bringing me on the edge of I am the most important part of them.

I am trying to figure out how people abandon those hearts that cared about them for just being happy and fine I have a lot to say to many people, I have bundles of stories to tell, I have abundance of questions to be solved yet,

I have infinity of feeling to be expressed, but perhaps this heart Is so heavy with all the pain and empty with no energy to show them all.

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