I wanted to protect you, but all I did was stab you.
I wanted to keep you, but now all I've done is push you away.
I worry about you, and yet I never talk to you.
I'm confused.
Sometimes I feel like something's rotten and sometimes I feel like it's ripe.
Something terrible has happened to you!
My heart breaks.
No, it hasn't! You're fine!
Now, I'm confused.
I should've smiled a full smile at you, and yet I only half-smiled.
Tomorrow, I'm gonna trudge back to the place that I first lost my heart.
Except now, I won't have a heart.
I'll have an empty chest.
I can't stand this.
This empty feeling.
I have glass in my lungs and glass in my heart.
It hurts to breathe.
My.
Shredded.
Beating.
Heart.
I've fought so many battles, won so many wars.
Come so far, beat so many expectations, proved so many wrong.
And yet.
Sometimes I wonder.
If my heart can win this battle?
My mind knows that I must, but only my heart really knows how beaten and bruised it truly is.
Oh.
Don't get me wrong.
I'll be okay.
Or, at least, I'll pretend to be.
I am, after all, a good actress.
But I don't know how much I can take.
And this is the hardest battle that I've ever had to act for.
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Eilerasciai Su Jausmais
PoetryThe name of this book is loosely based on the Lithuanian meaning for "poems with feelings." And indeed, they do feel. They feel the rawness of every possible emotion ever felt. They are heartfelt poems, written from the nonsensical thinkings of the...
