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Feb 2014
My heart, what happened to you?
I watched you fall apart
And slip through my fingers like sand.
So many times we've been through this but it never gets easier.
Just when the wounds heal
Fresh jagged tears appear.
I burn the past to dust
Watch the ashes blow far away
But it gives me no comfort.

My days, where have you gone?
I check you off like scratches on the wall of my cell,
In this prison of my own mind.
I realize I can never get you back but I will treat the next day with no more regard.
My days that have been for nothing.

My hands, why do you turn on me?
I abuse myself for never being good enough
And everything is my fault.
I don't deserve your gentleness
It's all saved for someone else

My mind, why do you betray me?
These thoughts are not my own.
They were planted by everyone I ever loved
Their words and actions cut like swords
Because I let them.
I trusted them not to.
Should have known better.

My heart, what happened to you?
I think you've turned to stone.
Nothing will ever grow again in your desolate scarred expanse.
I'm putting up walls and defenses to keep them out.
This is where I will be waiting.
Mary R Short
Written by
Mary R Short  Gahanna, Ohio
(Gahanna, Ohio)   
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