"You give them all the flowers grown in the garden of your heart.
You support them, calm them, heal them as they mean so much to you.
You become selfless for the sake of their happiness.
You make them smile on the days of misery, pick them up when they fall.
But without even knowing you give them the power to hurt you in ways no one else can. You put your innocent, soft heart on their palm and thats what they do! They hurt you, stab you in the back. They crush your heart making you feel lifeless. Even when you mold your heart as the time passes it can never be the same because even when the wound heals the scars still remain untouched.
It doesn't matter if someone you expected to be dangerous hurts you. It's rather the actions of the people who are dear, the ones you trust deeply, that hurts the most because you feel betrayed.
You cry, you sob, you weep but you never let them know, you hide the scars they left on your heart by that beautiful smile of yours. You can never hurt them back because you still love them."
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Chaotic Mess.
Poetry"I can't understand the chaos within me," She whispers finally letting the tears roll down, crumbled in her room, curled up in a ball, gasping for breath as she tries to hold herself, as she begs her heart to stop hurting so much. A collection of pr...
