My Heart is shredded into bits
Every step I take these pieces of my past
Penetrate across my skin
I leave Foot-prints of blood
Carrying the burden of not being good enough
I struggle going up the hill
A heap of self-doubts and judgements
Sweating pain through every step
And fighting the tears of inner disputes
I pass through the hurdles of existence
I dream about the happiness I deserve
That destiny might not let me see
There's no way back
Nor is There any pathway to peace
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The Chaos Of Breakdowns
PoetryWe all go through breakdowns. Not once not twice but again and again. Sometimes we stand up. Sometimes we fall hard with no hope. Sometimes we give up. Because when it hurts, it hurts bad.
