Nightmares in a Damaged Brain
Short Poem
My heart cracked
My heart cracked not in the way that you hurt me
My heart cracked in the way that every time I thought of your smile I teared up
My heart cracked because you were the stain in my soul that my depression needed but my heath couldn't afford the check
My heart cracked because you understood me but when I needed you, I was abandoned
My heart cracked because when I think back to life we had my soul aches for your touch and your smell
I'm nauseous, I'm numb, I'm crying, I'm reaching, I'm exploding, I'm combusting, I'm cracking
My heart cracked
Because I can't be enough for you from the screeching of depression inside me.
My heart cracked.
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Aliscia Handshaw
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