Middle Brick Road

Good Morning Everyone. *waves*

First off – I am totally okay. No worries here.

Although I have had my own issues with friendships in the past, recently especially within the last few weeks I have had several people confide in me. Some who are just heartbroken from the behavior of people they thought were their friends and others who legitimately contemplated suicide because they felt totally alone.

Below is a poem that I wrote inspired by the problems that have been confided in me and my own experiences. The Poem’s title is Hear(t) because I believe that when you give someone your heart you are meant to be heard, when they stop hearing you is when your heart breaks </3.

Even if someone is smiling on the outside – take the time to find out how they are feeling on the inside. You never know who might be dying inside.

Hear(t) </3

Can you hear that?

It is my heart, breaking.

Maybe you thought it was the right thing,

But did you know that when I heard about the things

You said behind my back, that I cried myself to sleep?

Did you know that your words were so powerful,

That they made me weep?

But I still smile when I see you on the street.

Sometimes I feel like it’s a tragedy we had to meet.

What doesn’t kill me, makes me stronger.

But sometimes,

I feel like I can’t take it any longer.

I got your message on my phone,

I’ve never felt more alone.

The face in the mirror,

was not my own.

Things couldn’t be any clearer.

Who knew you’d be the one to jeer me?

It’s a shame that no one can hear me.

Or that you didn’t have the decency,

To just be real with me.

Thanks for stopping by the Middle Brick Road, I hope you enjoyed this post. My name is Kacey and I am really big on health and all things natural – freedom – politics and bringing change by abandoning the boxes we too often put ourselves in.

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