all the broken people
had their hearts and souls shattered
by something in this world.
all the lonely people
are longing to be loved by somebody other than themselves
and sometimes, they don't even love themselves.
all the sad people
have been sad for as long as they can remember
and wish they could remember happiness.
all the breaking people
are sometimes all of the above
maybe one or two
but it is not their fault that they are breaking.
don't blame them.
look around at why they are breaking
look at the world and the people they are surrounded by.
love them
even if they cannot love themselves
YOU ARE READING
Monsters Are Human
PoetryShe was poetry in a world still learning the alphabet. [ Just poems I found on Tumblr.] [ I do not own any of these!! ] [ The first few are horse poems. But it gets better. ] #230 in Poetry - 1 June 2016
