Heart Break
Yamini Labh
Last night, it was me, all by my own Tears struck my eyes threatening to fall down, a gasp escaped my lips and i was hurt! A sharp ache i felt, was it the heart break I don't know, just the pain was too much for me to handle. Maybe I'm too weak or I'm just a fool to even think that I could mean something to someone at all. Because at the end I'm just a sacrifice they made, am I that to be forget? Broken and hurt looking for a shoulder to cry on when it hit me; I have no one I'm all alone. Just my own! A thousands of thoughts ran through my mind how to end my miserable life. My body is here but my soul is gone. Just looking for a reason to hold on. My heart is in pieces and now I may need some stitches. Yes I'm alone crying by myself and trying to hold on, Hold on! -YL
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The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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