She always love completely
And only trusts in part
Each time that she has trusted
They broke her bleeding heart
So, she buries her true nature
Plays who they want her to be
Hiding her darker substance
Giving them a curated version to see
She can’t afford to trust more deeply
Second chances not allowed
Smiles given freely
But ever alone in the crowd
Never trusting twice
Her fragile heart- it cries
Each time it gets broken
A piece inside her dies
The broken piece forgotten
By everyone but her
Her fucking eidetic memory
Darkness does death infer
So, if you hold her heart
After you left her less than whole
Know she surrendered life
Your will to crush her soul
About the Creator
Maili Paul
I'm autistic. I'm differently abled. I'm a mom of 4 boys and 1 girl. I'm work from home. I'm happily married. I like blue and yellow, particularly together.
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This is a fabulous poem - sad, pointed and poignant. Good job!