Alone

Why am I writing a million words?
It’s not like you see or ever will.
You don’t care
You never did
You tore my heart
Into tiny shards
I can’t repair
All I feel is pain
And alone
You said my words used to flow
I had a gift
To find just what needs
To be said
But they are frozen now
I locked my heart
And lost the key
Your Empathy
No longer reads
So what’s the point
Of feeling at all?
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
Why can’t you see?