Outgrowing pain, shedding it
Slithering from the dried brittle remnants
I have been imprisoned for far too long
Pieces still missing, still growing
But grow they will
I may never again be whole
But I am no longer broken
the darkness i thought it would consume me but here i am with my light shining through
I’m no good with waiting.
The silence. The wondering. The voices chattering. It kills me.
But I wait. For you.
~ Lyss
You break my heart not because you don’t love me But because you don’t love yourself
Hanging on by a thread Waiting for you to cut the cord
I am your dolly You pull me down from my shelf when you've nothing better to do To manipulate and pose me To play pretend Until another toy catches your eye Then back I go Lifeless and empty on my shelf
Please don't remember me fondly
Remember me as the one who held your heart so softly, the one who loved you without restraint even when your love for me was a tangled mess which took years to unravel
Remember my patience and devotion as I sat at your feet, then how you crushed them under your heel
Remember me with pangs of guilt and regret when you think on your habit of assuring me I was safe with you then abandoning me once again
Don't remember me fondly, remember you killed me
You collect hearts the way others collect shells Shiny hearts full of love you are too scared to return Holding them to your ear to admire the way they admire you Then back on display until your ego needs another stroke There my heart sits in your display case, dripping love and devotion Among the other trophies, stolen by the heart collector
You collect hearts the way others collect shells Shiny hearts full of love you are too scared to return Holding them to your ear to admire the way they admire you Then back on display until your ego needs another stroke There my heart sits in your display case, dripping love and devotion Among the other trophies, stolen by the heart collector