My heart has taken
So many hits
So please do not judge me
If I throw a fit
Or cry over something
That you see as small
Please just be thankful
That I can take it at all
I try my best to seem like I'm okay
I conceal my feelings
I tuck my tears away
Yet what you dont seem to understand
Is my heart, oh so heavy,
Is doing the best that it can
To fix itself when it gets shot with a bow
Or when it gets stabbed
With words that they throw
Because I am not strong, no
My heart is bound to shatter
Even after a drop of venom
My heart falls and clatters
So even if I may seem quite soft
Don't tell me that I must be
As tough as a rock
Because I am still healing
And you should know
That when you are struck again
It is harder to grow.
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phosphenes
PoetryA collection of poems about mental health, identity and love. TW AND CW FOR POSSIBLY TRIGGERING TOPICS.
