I'm wounded, deeply.
I hurt myself by giving everything out to someone that didn't care.
I forgot about me, I was to busy caring for him.
I focused all of my love to someone else and ignore the fact that my heart was begging me to stop.
It was not beating for the love to him, it was beating for the pain of losing me.
I lost my way and I paid the price.
Now I have to gain my heart's confidence, have to learn to love myself first.
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Give Light to Dark Thoughts
PoetryWhen the heart bleeds and nothing can heal it, the only thing left to do is write. Thoughts are volatile, sometimes they are cruel and other times are kind, nevertheless both are needed. If the pain didn't exist no one would know what happiness feel...
