My heart barely beats under a pile of pain
its pulse is weak
i fear it might break
chips and cracks travel up its sides
snide remarks causes fragments to crumble inside
will you pick at its scab until it gushes blood?
when my heart fully erodes, will it then be enough?
every day, I feel less of it there
its as if when time goes by, my heart slowly refuses to care
what will you do when all the light has drained from my eyes?
What will you think when my truth turns into lies?
will you then be satisfied?
Did I deserve to have my heart ripped out and torn in two?
by simply being a little ahead of you?
your envy has blinded you to the sacrifieces I have made for you.
Things I gave up that I dearly loved
I saw your pain, in my own way, I reached out but all in vain
you trampled my sacrifice and gloated in my face
you rubbed it all in, wore your pride like fancy lace
my heart, so willing to give for you slowly withers and dies
it wont be capable of giving for long
yet your pride still flies
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