A life full of pain, a
life full of sorrow.
And a curse to never
find love again.
Tough is life, yeah
it’s difficult.
You
ditched me dear poem.
You
messed me up.
Burnt
my hopes of finding love once again.
Poems
did help me, it helped me feel my heart.
I
came out of my shell.
To
find a world outside, so cold they only tore me apart.
I'm
finding a twin to sew my burnt and bleeding heart.
May
be in my next life I will find some love.
And
may be ditched again,
only
to be left with memories in the end.
©
2019 Sherin Mani.
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