Hurt Love

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My heart is melancholy and gloomy
It is bleeding internally
I need to free it before it turns doomy
Before it is damaged externally

A heart so torn and damaged
Because it was misused to love the wrong person correctly
It was dismantled and ravaged
By a stranger who claimed to love me, instead chose to do it incorrectly

How can I ever love again?
And pick myself up?
Return to a lover's corner without feeling any pain?
I desire to drink from the dealer's cup

A love abused and mistreated
Will I ever breathe once more?
After the way I was treated
Will the courage to sense love resurface once more?

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