never spoke my heart out
never brought my problems to anyone
never complained for being mistreated
never lashed out thinking i have the right to hurtand you ended up assuming
i've got it easyhoney, my heart was in a million pieces
when i was acting foolish and making you laughmy soul was crumbled down to the pit
when i was finding solutions of your problemsmy shards were nowhere to be found
when i was looking for ways to help you outmy existence had no meaning
when i was telling you, "you matter"only the darkness of my room saw me broken
only the pages of my notebook heard my sobs
only the pillows of my bed felt my tearsyet you assumed that
i've got it easybut you weren't there
you weren't there
when i tried to pick up my broken pieces
and all they did was cut through my fingersyou weren't there
when i hugged myself and said, "it's okay"you weren't there
everytime i made the decision to stay quiet and hide it from youyou weren't there
when i was alone, having a mental breakdown with the world thinking that my life is the bestyou definitely weren't there
when i forgave myself for the mistakes you madeand you still aren't here
when i am writing this
and reminding myself day and nightthat i haven't got it easy
but i've got resilience
and i've got a saviorI personally don't think that this quote means any kind of comparison between people's pain. It just says that those who keep silent are hurting more because keeping it to yourself makes it more painful.
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Poetry❝How naive of me To think that the Devil would show up With demons and horns And everything opposite of joy . He being the deceiver he is Had the most beautiful eyes And everything which convinced me I'm home ❞ || welcome...