A tear rolls down her face
Dripping slowly to her hands
As her thoughts race
And remind her of what she lost
That she isn't good enough
She'll only hurt people
They whisper, hugging her close
You're useless, worthless
And she listened.
She listened to them as they tasted her tears
She listened to them, because they were there
And her greatest fear
Was loneliness
No-one'll ever love you.
But we will.
Trust us, we'll never leave you.
She called them "Insecurities"
And with them, she reasoned
She would never be alone again.
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Bleeding Hearts
PoetryI write, because I am.// Too many emotions, // Overflowing, // As my heart bleeds // Words onto paper. // I write, // Therefore I am. ------------------- Cover credit goes to @WattAnOtaku OHMYGODTHAN...
