She found solace in the hurt
She wore the scars of past wounds like a badge of honor
It’s so ironic how thoughts can do so much damage
She convinced herself being alone was for the best
Not willing to take the risk of another plaster being ripped from the walls of her soul
Being crazy in love did not become her
Commitment phobia or maybe it was paranoia
He was getting closer to unlocking the chains around her heart
Maybe the feelings would go away if she ignored them
She feared to be vulnerable; it seems love always left her feeling broken, winded and knocked off her feet
Her head said no but with every beat of her heart she longed to own him
Yearning for somewhere to run and hide
Old familiar pangs of wanting and longing to have someone by her side
Should she risk the gamble?
A timid, bruised and battered heart torn between the comfort of the past and the new story she was so afraid to write.
Written By Tachira Wiltshire
Deception always threatens the seemingly unbreakable bonds of trust
It never really has the same sweet taste
Paranoid, jaded or out of your head
The one that once gave you so much life now leaves you feeling zombie-like; half dead
A war zone of misconceptions
The tiniest suspicious detail can trigger an explosion
Emotions erratic so hard to reign in
Promises like empty calories provide no satisfaction to a dubious heart
A roller coaster: stomach churning, such unease
Can we just go back to the thrill of the start?
Are you winning or losing? you will never know
Lies weave a tangled web, leaving you trapped and unsure
You pray not to become bitter they surely can’t all be the same
Different places and faces but they all play the same stupid games
One of the hardest things to do after your heart has been through so much pain is to pick yourself up
Dress your wounds and learn how to love again.
Copyright Tachira Wiltshire