The Heart of a Broken One
By: Ayana Nealous
This broken glass shows all my past and the deepest cuts within, my pain is worse than deadly sins,
I mourn I’m torn, worn out from all these men
Fornicating, touching my skin
So much pain where do I begin
Out of hate all lust no protection no trust and he nuts within but I cannot bare a child for them
Infertile, infections, I question my terrible sins and the pain afflicted on my body from sleeping with deadly men
Do I love myself? As I take my medicine from the shelf, I can feel my insides burning as my heart melts from pain I am ashamed, I am ashamed but I am to blame
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Ayana Nealous
Exotic Poet , 20 , College Freshman , Pisces , Peace
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I miss what we shared Miss feeling you in my hair The touch of your lips Felt the lust in your kiss It’s you who I miss, U loved me so right but u did me so wrong, When u hurt me it felt as if my life was gone... when u hurt me why did I feel so wrong Blamed myself, lost myself, my heart tore apart, you were so right you were the only man who gave me his heart, your love is embarked, you left your painful mark, I could never restart because nothing would change, I loved u with my soul you loved running the game, even when I took u back u never once changed. Is it just me? You have drove me insane and all I pray for is to remain sane, I miss the old me it will never be the same
By Ayana Nealous6 years ago in Poets
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