(11/06/1970 / Sri Lanka)

My Heart

This pain it won't stop.
It won't go away.
It lingers.It's painful.
Not physically, but emotionally.
It makes me cry.My temper flares.
Embedded in my chest; the pain.
Bit by bit it grows.
Larger and larger.
Day by day.
I want it to stop, but it won't.
It's not just loneliness and anger.
It's hurt, betrayal, sadness, and a longing to be loved.
A longing to be needed.
This pain devours my happiness in a minute.
No notice. No sign.
It just does.
This pain tells me I'm different.
Not normal. Not needed. Unimportant.
This pain is me heart.

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You are a surely a poet, Sir.
Enjoyed your poem very much. Read mine - Cicatrix - the heart has many rooms Adeline
Where there is love. Nice work.
Open the window to come fresh wind A refreshing poem from the heart!
That's very pretty. So relateable Instant association with life Wonderful I smiled while reading
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