my heart has been sealed
contained in a box I call my chest
walls have become so high
you can't even see where it ends anymore
i try to let you in
but my heart tells me no
it shows me all the bad you can cause
just like the last
my heart controls how I feel
and I hate the pit it creates
when it doesn't get its way
it doesn't hurt anymore
to see that boy with another
I don't know that person anymore
complete stranger
that's what it is
but alas I won't let you in
my heart has been sealed
scared for it to be hurt again.
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why is it that my brain is stronger then my weak heart?
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cat
YOU ARE READING
some anti social girl
PoetryOh wow, something about myself. Am I a deep person? Yes. I write in ways no one will ever understand. These are my poems. The way I express myself. Through the words of depression and sadness. Hell I'd turn back now. Or just stay. Read my life story...
