My heart beats so quickly
when I think about me and you
My heart just can’t take the pain
The weight that it has gained
The sinking gut .
If I told you I was abused, would you stop being confused ?
I get scared of peoples touch
I understand most people can’t relate
or get it when then haven’t been through it
I know you hadn’t been through it
Your through with it.
But it still hurts, my throat still clams up, my heart still sinks, my mouth is still dry, and my eyes still cry,
I just keep shuffling these tears away, hoping I won’t break again, I take these meds just for the pain, I’m broken, broken.