A heart's a heavy burden
Love's sorrow. I tear down my thoughts, one by one. My heart aches. Tears roll down my cheeks, unstoppable. "It's bad luck to cry on your birthday."
An ocean: vast, scary, mysterious, unknown. My mind: vast, scary, mysterious, unknown.
Space: dark, empty, cold; a void. My heart:dark, empty, cold; a void.
A black hole: me.
The voice in my head keeps on repeating it, over and over again, like a broken record. I don't deserve happiness. I'm toxic.
I'm sorry for being like I am, I'm sorry for loving too hard, for crying too much, for hurting too much.
A mess.
A heart's a heavy burden.
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