My heart, was once your property.
My mind, yet remained mine.
Owning me isn't hard, but not easy.
Its like owning a pet.
Cherish.
Love.
Care.
Yet you did none above.
My heart, time by time, shattered.
Hunger for your cherish.
Longed for your love.
Crave for your care.
As it knows that you will never do the above again.
It died, sound of its shattering could be heard miles away.
Leaving nothing but pieces.
Awaiting someone to put it back together.
It waited and waited, no one came.
It pulled itself together.
And formed a new self.
But scars are left.
Deep scars, never to heal by itself.
Finding new hope for itself.
But yet none was found yet.
It found some hearts sharing same scars.
It made friends with them.
Shared sorrows and joys.
Healing each others wound.
Yet no one gets completely healed.
Leaving friends, it seeks for hope itself.
Being alone, it found answers.
Answers may be cruel but it explains everything.
It found reasons.
Why everything happened and how it ended.
It realised, ending may not end well.
But at least enjoy the start.
Attempts may be futile.
Tries may fail.
But at least it tried and tried.
Cruelity is ruthless, but teaches lesson.
Being broken once, it grew stronger.
The wounds are still aching.
But it is healing.
Never again, it shall be treated this way.
Being a slave of love.
Tortured.
Fooled.
Sacrificed.
Bleed.
Tired.
It takes time, and time is there for it.
There is no reason for hating, and no reason for forgiving.
There is no mercy for love, and no forgiving in cruelity.
There is no sorrows for fragility of heart, and no joy for sturdiness of soul.
There is no boundaries for care, and no borderline for help.
There is no cure for scars of heart, and no antidote for wounds of soul.
There is no fools in love, and no fakers in hatred.
Seeking for way out,
Wayne
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