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Broken in many ways
Tell me why I can't be open or feel anything wholeheartedly?
I think back to the reason why and all I could come up with was you.
The person that mentally, emotionally and physically took all the life from my body when realisticly you were suppose to be the one to protect me in all honesty.
Till this day I think of you with nothing but disgust and it hurts inside to think you are the reson why nobody is let in and I'm left considered as heartless.
Though they wouldn't know the feeling of suffereing with ocean eyes
I'm not heartless I'm broken by the person that I let dictate my being, tried so hard to be seen until the day that I felt the rocks in my pocket and the day the weight of the rocks became too much to float to the top.
I sank and drowned in the darkness and in silence.
She who thought she understood, she who believed in life, she that stopped trying because he who initiated broken got to her too and we where booth left with ocean eyes.
The facade got me through enough to fool people, though it didn't take much because many didn't care.
I told myself you can do this every. step. Of the way only to reach the end and for you to take the credit for it.
I see red when I see you, talk to you, or even hear that chisilled voice of yours that send dangerous shivers down my spine.
Through it all I am the warrior that never gave up, the one that heard the voice of the almighty and went ignored because I asumed it wouldn't help.
I avoided this voice until the day that voice outstretched a hand to me and the courage in me took that hand and smiled for the first time in so many years it felt foreign to my face.
I feel broken but the pieces of me are slowly getting pieced back together. The light shines through me for I am no longer your puppet but I am me, the outspoken voice that won't be silenced.
Princess. Duke
I think back to the reason why and all I could come up with was you.
The person that mentally, emotionally and physically took all the life from my body when realisticly you were suppose to be the one to protect me in all honesty.
Till this day I think of you with nothing but disgust and it hurts inside to think you are the reson why nobody is let in and I'm left considered as heartless.
Though they wouldn't know the feeling of suffereing with ocean eyes
I'm not heartless I'm broken by the person that I let dictate my being, tried so hard to be seen until the day that I felt the rocks in my pocket and the day the weight of the rocks became too much to float to the top.
I sank and drowned in the darkness and in silence.
She who thought she understood, she who believed in life, she that stopped trying because he who initiated broken got to her too and we where booth left with ocean eyes.
The facade got me through enough to fool people, though it didn't take much because many didn't care.
I told myself you can do this every. step. Of the way only to reach the end and for you to take the credit for it.
I see red when I see you, talk to you, or even hear that chisilled voice of yours that send dangerous shivers down my spine.
Through it all I am the warrior that never gave up, the one that heard the voice of the almighty and went ignored because I asumed it wouldn't help.
I avoided this voice until the day that voice outstretched a hand to me and the courage in me took that hand and smiled for the first time in so many years it felt foreign to my face.
I feel broken but the pieces of me are slowly getting pieced back together. The light shines through me for I am no longer your puppet but I am me, the outspoken voice that won't be silenced.
Princess. Duke
