Dear me,
How are you doing?
You don't ask yourself this often enough,
I know your hurting,
I know your struggling,
You plaster on a fake smile to protect the ones you love,
From what?
From yourself?
From the darkness that seems to be creeping back into your life?
From the worry that you'll never be enough?
You don't want to worry anyone,
You care to much about people.
How is your heart?
It's almost been a year since the heart break,
Your scars have almost healed,
But since then new ones have appeared,
Your trust has dwindled if not completely disappeared,
You hold your heart close to protect it,
From what?
From another heart break?
From another disappointment?
At this point your heart is to scared to tell.
You try to fulfill your needs with other vices and people,
But each time it leaves you sadder and more broken than before,
Every time you try to stop,
It doesn't work,
It never works
Its almost like your addicted to heartbreak,
To prove to yourself that you don't deserve love,
That you don't deserve happiness,
Because you do,
You deserve all the happiness.
I know life seems like its crumbling around you,
But you aren't alone,
You've never been alone.
The pieces of your heart that you hold close,
Are protected by the ones who love you most,
Who will never let you fall,
And show you that you are loved and deserve happiness.
So please take care of yourself,
You deserve it.
From your inner voice
YOU ARE READING
A beautiful messy mind
PoesíaA collection of poetry written about love, life, anxiety, and going from being the villain to the hero of your own story.
