Loving you is not in my fate,
Letting down the guards in front of my bruised heart is a wishful dream
Spent all my life watching those close to me scream
I refuse to make the same mistakes
I refuse to let myself fester life away in such misery
Forever alone in the darkness to make sure a broken heart doesn’t break
Not trusting myself, not trusting you
I’ve seen what this type of love has done to a few
All they see is their own pain with a life not lived
The truth is I don’t know how to let anyone get close
Tears of yesterday are the reason the walls to my heart arose
My heart’s never been whole
Innocent trusting of anyone was something they stole
What if I'm not deserving of the love of someone good?
What if all I am is bitchy and broken?
Bitchy and broken, bitchy and broken, bitchy and broken
Two words too many have spoken
If you only knew the ways my heart’s ached
You would understand love is something that cannot be faked.
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The Wasted Hearts Society
Poetry"I just want you to know that my red lipstick isn't for you tonight/ Swaying in the permanent darkness as I throw the heels off/ It's just this loneliness of the night I crave/ My indifference is going to hit you like a tidal wave." A series of poe...
