Questions of A Broken Heart

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: October 20, 2013

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Where did everything go wrong? When did I lose the faith and hope I had for myself?  Where is the love I once had? Where is everything I have lost? I ask these questions from the sunset to sun down. Every time I pass a mirror, I wonder where Davon has gone, when did he leave? Hell, how do I get him back? I was at peace with myself I was happy with who I was. I think the mistake I  made was to let someone come in my soul and take it. And I ask myself why. Is it because I'm kind hearted, or have love for the pain that person has. It's so many questions but no answers. Breaks my heart to know that the Davon I once knew is gone, and that he is struggling to get back. How did I let go of such a beautiful human being, what was wrong with me? How can I let another person come in and take my joy? I scream asking for answers, but no one hears me. Everyday my stomach cringe because my self esteem is no longer here. I look around today, and this society is so judgmental. Than I ask myself is this is where my esteem has gone. Letting someone judge me for me, is this is why I have no happiness as of today. If so I need to let go or do something to break this, because it feels like I'm dying. It feels like I let reality take over my soul. But how, all I am being is the person God created me to be. Why is that so wrong? Why walk over the heart of gold that is there for you in need? I don't' know why, and I may never know. I pray asking for God to answer my question, show me what I need to do. Guide me so I wont hurt no more. At the age I am today, I can say I am tired. Truly I am to young to be tired. If this continue to go on, I don't know what I would do. I am trying to heal my heart before it's to late. I don't want another person to come in my circle and take what I have left. I need to breathe, I need to walk in the footsteps that are going to guide my soul. I need to get back Davon Nehru Woodley, before he be gone for good. Praying to myself, hoping that it's not to late! 


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