"My Heart"
My life's a mess, my minds a disaster
My heart is a woven sweater left un mended
My soul keeps searching yet ends up in darkness
My eyes see stars my mind sees loneliness
Why does love evade me when it's love that created me ?
Why does every day seem like I can't move forward?
I want to feel true love yet true love is just Gods way of controlling me
I don't know what to think for when I do I I destroy all that I love
I so easily find butterflies freely flying towards a greater place on earth
I seem to find myself in the clouds looking down at this withering soul
I don't deserve anyone let alone this blood that pumps through my heart
I surely deserve to be deserted so I hurt no one who truly loves me
Tonight is another example of how my mind plays tricks on me
I make so many mistakes day in and day out
I now know why God won't let me be loved
For my heart only loves the definition of love not the reality of what love truly is.
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My heart
PoetryI fall for people to easily without even knowing if I have a chance to ever be with them. My brain is always to far ahead of where it should actually be.
