My Heart Hurts

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My heart hurts as my thoughts breaks into a purple river of tears
My veins can no longer breathe as my past scars begins to live again 
I am to proud to submit to the hunger of vulnerability but yet I am only seen when vulnerable 
I’m scared as my white rose starts to beg for water on the desert island 
My angels looks upon my demons with confusion hoping they have a better way to cope with the pain
& yet even their eyes whispers away from the dark clouds that hovers over what’s left of my childhood garden 
Why my lord, as he takes away another gift that was never meant to be mine but only meant to be enjoyed for a short time
When will I get my own as if my heart really seeks that pain 
A broken toy for a broken a heart and a undeveloped mind when it comes to a woman natures as if I am no woman myself 
Pure to the numbness, its always been my bestfriend a safe haven to hide in world that will prey on softness
I just want to be loved for I know I can not be truly loved unless my she learns how to kiss on a sharp soul without the fear of being cut
My hearts hurts, mind tired and just wants to sleep for only my dreams have been beautiful to me lately 
Forgive me my next queen for I’m just sore from my past battles and wars, nobody have cared to ask about 
But yet here I stand attending their wounds…
I never tend to pray for I  just need a day or two to repair my mask in a better condition 
for I know there are souls who can not afford mask to hide behind 
Don’t worry because I’ve been living on this road all my life even if I have not been here for long 
Trust me….this isn’t the first time my heart has hearted 
Nor will it be my last