This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine, let it shine, let it shine, let it shine...
What becomes of the broken-hearted?
So many people describe their 1st love as unique; millions stand by the idea that there is no love like it…nothing comes near to your 1st love right?
It took me years to get over my 1st love; so I get the roots of this thinking, I do.
But I don’t think it’s for the reasons we think…
Is it the love that’s unique?
Or just the experience?
When we have our heart broken for the very 1st time, it is NEW and immensely painful. And we just don’t know how to deal with it. We feel shock; immense grief; confusion; depression and helplessness. We are overwhelmed, empty, and without any skills from past experience to even compare it to. Many of us revert back to infantile ways, to cope with the pain, because we don’t know any other way…
Please take a meander with me, onto my friend who is a ‘Soldier’ Read the rest of this entry
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A glass of repetition with some ice please,
A coolant for the burning in my chest,
How many different ways can I say the same thing,
I speak my words, I can’t fathom how you function,
I am sickened by your reactions,
Pained and broken by your words, but mostly, from exposure to your thoughts,
I see inside you when you speak at peak, and the truth has rocked my world,
All I asked was be there in the rough times,
You played it really well when they were bumpy but well peppered with divine,
Your soul is well intended but you are blind,
Now I see the you behind the mask.. A mask I knew existed some time ago,
I waited and prepared for the viewing but…
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This is your heart here and this correspondance should be digested urgently and then acted upon immediately. You have stitched me right up!! Get a grip! What in gods name have you done? This pain we’re in, well forgive my bluntness but it is entirely your fault! You TWAT!. I repeat…WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?…Well MIND, I am putting my bloody foot down this time. I’m ordering you to have a word with your mouth, open it, and un-say the words. Do what needs to be done to re-attach me to my left valve. You replaced our original left valve with another one, I went through all that trauma that comes with re-adjusting to an alien body. I readjusted… and now you’ve cut me from the bloody source. I’m working overtime with no chance of a replacement lefty; and I’ve been in alot of pain lately as it is. My ability to regulate us is now seriously compromised. This is dangerous and WE are in agony you masochistic freak! Re boot re boot..over and ooooooooooooooot!
I have recieved your hostile little memo and to be honest, you’re very self absorbed. Read the rest of this entry
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Where do I start
What do you do when someone you love has done things to you that have rendered you incapable of trusting them, but you know they have done these things without any malice or awareness, let alone intent?
What do you do when you know they are a wonderful person, but also not the person you thought they were?
What do you do when someone has broken your heart over and over and over, but you know they did none of it intentionally?
What do you do when they can’t see why they have broken you?
What do you do when someone has lied to you, sometimes to protect you and sometimes not, but lied often enough, that you wanna believe their words of grandeur, but you can’t even believe their tiny words anymore? Read the rest of this entry