Here I lie with my bruised heart.
Beaten,
Scarred,
Filled with pain.
I find it hard to see the beauty in things.
I find it hard to write about how I feel.
I am defeated.
How do I always love those who always inflict pain onto my weary heart?
Why do I always fall deep in love with the toxicity?
What makes me so addicted to the pain?
Deep down I know the answers...
But I still have hopes to find the one.
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A Date With My Mind
PoetryTake a seat with my mind and see things from my perspective. My thoughts, dreams and wishes are revealed in this book as poems. I put my mind and heart into this, I hope that you'll love it as much as I do. #1 in Wattpadpoetry - 20 May 2021 #1 in Y...
