I felt my heart racing when I opened my eyes,
My thoughts rolled in like clouds in stormy skies.

I whispered a prayer and gasped for a breath,
The ache in my chest pleading softly for rest.

I grit my teeth tightly—determined to stand,
My heart crying out, held by a strand.

The weight on my shoulders, too heavy to bear,
This pain deep inside that never felt fair.

My heart once was his, but he tossed it aside
My mind still reeling from the promises that died.

The plans we once made for a future together
Still burn in my mind—what I thought was forever.

Swirling with turmoil, emotions collide—
I gave him my heart… now I’m empty inside.

But one day I’ll heal, and my heart will be stronger.
My thoughts won’t linger on him any longer.

I long for the day when his memory won’t sting
When I’ll rise in full bloom with the joy healing brings

The rising chaos, the overwhelming noise—
I hear a child cry out with a trembling voice.
Her tone is worried, so small and hollow,
Searching for comfort in shadows that follow.

The voice begins to rise into a shout,
Its echo inside me, now twisted with doubt.
WHAT IF? WHAT IF?—the chill takes hold,
Fear and loneliness growing bold.

What once was soft is now a storm,
Breaking my strength, distorting my form.
The questions, the dread, the looming unknown—
I want to silence this fear I don’t own.

The cries grow louder—I try to escape,
Distracting my mind, reshaping its shape.
I quiet the voice by building a wall,
To block the storm that once seemed small.

But still it grows, that voice inside,
Screaming my fears I’ve tried to hide.
I tear down the wall, tears on my face—
“You got me. You win!” I fall from grace.

With the wall in ruins, I enter the dark,
Searching the silence for a healing spark.
And then I hear it—a whisper, a plea:
The voice I feared was a younger me.

I look in her eyes—so fragile, so true—
“I was trying to help. I didn’t mean to scare you.”
“I’m just afraid. There’s so much to protect.
I want to fix things, keep us correct.”

I kneel beside her and offer my hand,
“You can guide me, but please understand:
You cannot control me with fear of the unknown.
There’s beauty in risks and seeds we’ve sown.”

There’s joy and pain in the road ahead.
But we can’t live shackled to what-if dread.
Each moment we breathe is a chance, a start—
Let’s live it with courage and an open heart.

I used to think that love was forever,
I’d meet the one meant just for me.
But I was blind to the expiration date,
Stamped somewhere I couldn’t see.

Like milk left out a day too long,
It turns before I taste the rot.
Moments that once felt sweet and safe
Now curdle into what I’m not.

They say that love should feel like home
But all of mine collapse…
How can I build a foundation
With love that never lasts?

I trace the blame across my skin,
Regret like ink I can’t erase.
Was I too much? Too soft? Too loud?
Still chasing distance I couldn’t face.

This temporary love leaves me hollow.
The tethered knots between our hearts
Disintegrate and all I’m left with
Is sorrow and unraveling parts.

They say you dodged a bullet, but you wonder deep inside—
Was it truly a bullet when you dreamed of being his bride?

A bullet wrapped in danger—aimed for the ****
But with him you felt safe—and now you never will

He once was the hero—you felt safe in his arms
Now he’s the villain—you fell for his charms

The heart now uncertain—unable to trust
Struggles to move on—knowing it must

No filter now, no softened glow
Just me, as I am, with room to grow
Each freckle, every mark, a trace
Of all the life within this face

The camera lens once smoothed the lines,
Erased the flaws, rewrote the signs,
But now I look and start to see
A deeper truth that sets me free

The curve of cheeks, the brows soft bend
No need for perfect shots to send
In every flaw there’s something real,
A strength in what I used to conceal.

I’m learning now to see with grace.
The beauty in my unfiltered face.
No need the hide, no fear to show
This is the me that I’ll let grow

Awaking with a crushing weight deep within her chest,
She takes a step, eyelids brimming, fighting for a breath.

Glancing at the empty walls, taunting in their frame,
This unfamiliar place, not home, ignites a quiet flame.

Longing for the warmth of the place she called her own,
Knowing it’s forever gone, reminded she’s alone.

Her heart once bursting, full of laughter and of love,
Never questioning her worth, or if she was enough.

The halls of that home etched with memories galore:
The laughter, the scents, now locked behind a door.

The safety, the love, the comfort she had built,
Gone in a moment, like a radiant flower’s wilt.

Now torn away from the life she knew,
She stands alone with hollow walls,
Unsure if she’ll ever etch joy again through these halls

My heart of glass fills the room with light
Bouncing across the walls.
Sunbeams shine through the window frame,
Its warmth spills across the halls.

A love so fresh and new
I bind my heart to his with silk.
Our dreams begin to form
As the threads begin to knot and intertwine.

Dreams spreading like vines across my heart
With roots embedding as connections grow
The future glows brighter, still filling the room
With a golden warmth

Beneath the vines, the roots begin to decay
Unseen at first—too deep for the eye
The sunlight keeps dancing on my heart of glass

The sunlight falters as the silk pulls at my heart
The binds once knotted tightly begin to fray
I cling to his heart and try to mend the strands
Ignoring the love that doesn’t stay

The decay deepens and the vines fall away
Frayed strands of silk left between our hearts
Clouds darken and sunlight is swept away,
Leaving only a whisper of a memory in the halls

The warmth is gone; shadows creep along the walls.
The silk once bound so tightly tears, ripping apart our hearts.
The connection once close is gone.

My heart of glass, once filled with light,
Lies in pieces across the floor.
I kneel to gather what remains—
The shattered parts I once called love.

I hold the pieces in trembling hands,
Too broken to rebuild, too sharp to let go.
And in the silence where love used to live