#heavyhearts
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I wasn’t the daughter you expected.
I try, though—
but you know I’m not perfect.
They call me a burden,
and some days, I believe them.
Harsh words outlive apologies;
my life feels short from carrying them all.
Maybe I was wrong.
Maybe you were happier before me.
Maybe I crossed a line simply by existing.
If that’s true, then say it plainly—
don’t leave me guessing in silence.
Because some nights, it feels like
I was born to die,
nothing more than a regret
that learned how to breathe.
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Dec 18, 2025
Dec 18, 2025 at 12:51 PM UTC
We're all functionally depressed, still life keeps
moving on like a train you never quite catch,
Whether you run at its rhythm or circle the
same platform with all your worries attached.
To brace for every good or bad feeling,
an embrace of every demon — depression
in past tense, present tense, or future tense;
No matter the season, it tightens around your
heart, with the goal of making it feel so tense.
And even as your tears suffocate beneath a pillow
filled with all your cold shivers; both of these lungs
Live on borrowed time, and a borrowed sorrow —
it might be best to save your breath for tomorrow.
When I breathe, I taste no air this world ever owed,
being too young to vanish, and too late to erode,
I'm often lost between living on this winding road.
Accustomed to this life, in both its rise and fall;
but maybe surviving it is the hardest miracle of all.
In this aching quake of a heart; what does it truly learn,
if not the lesson of a wound that keeps searching for
the one hand meant to reopen it? Hearts open easily
to love, but it's easier to hope in being loved in return.
Nov 17, 2025
Nov 17, 2025 at 6:26 PM UTC
My pillow melting my
Head the roasted Submarine Submerged sinking beneath
The tears downreaching.
May 9, 2019
May 9, 2019 at 12:35 AM UTC
The truth that hid behind a smile .. finally shines through the cracks of their shattered heart .. letting themselves fall apart .. the part of them that has remained is the part of them that is left drained , a part of them past hoping this ache wont last ... as they glide through ... they want to renew a love that has expired .. giving them , their every awakening desire ... wishing upon the stars above ... every thought they have ever thought of ... wanting an escape of a hell that they will never tell .. a burning sensation , giving then an inspiration to.start over ... as they are hungover on a love that left them crying acid filled tears ... as it ran down their faces thinking ... what a disgrace ... they stand up ... look around .. in a mirror to see ... what they found ... as they began to straighten their crowns and washed away fears along with every tear .. they put a.smile on acting.like there is nothing wrong ... they go out without any doubt living their lives .. coming home and doing it all over again... "i am fine" those three words with hold a lie .. only the right person would know ... they don't need you to fix them.. just love them as they fix themselves.. loving another person was like suicide. .. killing them inside and out when the other person was the One that said.to never doubt ... they were the ones she said they couldn't live without ... look at them now ... they are okay on the outside but corrupted on the inside. .. what have you done??? ... ruining them with every aspect .,, not showing you give a **** .. why even offer them your hand?? Love is one of the many reasons they cant trust ... all it was .. for others was just lust ... they need to be mended but not just anyone can keep a promise .. deleting every.memory cherished .. and can not keep all of it buried ... they will remember but wish sometimes they couldn't ... as they wished upon a day with a brighter smile... searching.for a better tomorrow .. now they are strong and they can finally move on...
Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 7:22 PM UTC