The Heart

by Agnes Cecile | via

My heart hurts
My head screams
These distractions
Are not distracting
I am constantly
Wishing, begging
For death
Feeling this pain
That just won’t stop
It feels like it’s digging
Deeper and deeper
Every time I find myself
Feeling it, drowning in it
There’s just nothing anymore
That could ease this pain
This heart that is demanding
To be felt
Although it is wounded and
Broken into little pieces lost
In every phase of my life
I am just pain, I only know pain
And I thought
I was good at disguising
It from others, from myself,
But turns out, I’m really not
Stronger than the pain;
The heart

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