Submissions by Parisss333
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Growing flowers from the hollows of my chest
I’ve realized now I’ll probably never be the same person as I was before the strings of my heart were cut and then so violently destroyed
I find it nearly impossible to recover from this hole in my chest
Because when you look into the hollowed out home of my heart all you see is a void
I’ll probably never be the same person
But that doesn’t have to be a bad thing
I will chose to better myself not worsen
I will grow flowers out of the cavity in my chest
And hope for the flowers to be so beautiful that not a single thought pierces someone’s mind to pick...
I find it nearly impossible to recover from this hole in my chest
Because when you look into the hollowed out home of my heart all you see is a void
I’ll probably never be the same person
But that doesn’t have to be a bad thing
I will chose to better myself not worsen
I will grow flowers out of the cavity in my chest
And hope for the flowers to be so beautiful that not a single thought pierces someone’s mind to pick...
#betrayal
#healing
#bittersweet
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The trophy necklace of the used and abused
I think you must like hurting me
You like It when you see my eyes start to water and the salty teardrops form on my waterline
When you can hear the sound of my heart cracking in my hollow chest like you’ve just dropped a glass dinner plate
Or perhaps when you can hear my vocal chords orchestrating a shaky tone like it’s your favorite verse in a song
I should’ve known you were an addict
But I was far too blinded to see the trophy necklace of all the hearts you’ve used and abused that was loosely fitted around your neck
You used me just a little too much to...
You like It when you see my eyes start to water and the salty teardrops form on my waterline
When you can hear the sound of my heart cracking in my hollow chest like you’ve just dropped a glass dinner plate
Or perhaps when you can hear my vocal chords orchestrating a shaky tone like it’s your favorite verse in a song
I should’ve known you were an addict
But I was far too blinded to see the trophy necklace of all the hearts you’ve used and abused that was loosely fitted around your neck
You used me just a little too much to...
#sadness
#heartbroken
#disappointment #manipulation
#disappointment #manipulation
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