Torn open , my heart
Ripped to little pieces
So that everyone could have a taste
Broken, Me
My identity lost,
buried under the pain and sorrow of being heartbroken one too many times
Neglected by everyone who was supposed to care
Bitter, lonely, sad, tired, helpless and confused is how I feel
Lost in the shawdows of lies
Endless, Oh how they never stop
Hurt by it all but too scared and weak to let go
Afraid that there will never another chance
Meant to be?
Or so I thought but, how do you ever really know?
To be continued...
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