I feel a-lot! I have depths within me, an ocean for a heart
and I keep falling for people who are too afraid to swim. I give and give and
give; tearing pieces of my paper soul into the smallest fragments just to light
up a dying soul. I hurt, I ache,
wondering if someone will ever give me the love I gave so freely for everyone, wondering
if there will come a time when someone will asks how I am doing, how I am
coping with life, how I am healing?
And when that doesn’t happen, I heal myself. I find
strength in things other than people. I find energy in my solitude; I find hope
in my daydreams. I build myself up, tell myself that I don’t need anyone to
save me, that I don’t need anyone to steady my foundation. But I do.
I am that girl who smiles the biggest but holds the biggest
hurt. I am the girl who is always there to listen to everyone story but no one
was ever there to listen to mine. I am the girl who encourages everyone that
they’re appreciated, that they matter but those words are often spoken because
I needed to hear them myself. Those words are spoken for my heart to remind
myself that I need to rest, I do not need to carry the weight of the world on
my shoulders, that I cannot save everyone, I cannot heal every hurt and that I am
worthy of love.