My heart has suffer multiple shots from love ones who show me nothing but, pain

My heart has been captured and victimized through love and lust

I daydream just wondering what a happy heart can be turned into

My mental actualization has vanished from this illusion of life

My heart was only suppose to endure the hard and good times of love

In my heart there lie a million stories untold

I want to speak but, it hurt too think

Where does one go from here?

How is one coherent of some one else action

When will love concord so much more than pain?

The unanswered questions remain the same, Unanswered.

So now I’m here waiting for something

Maybe a better understanding or a better lie

Conversely the best is only yet to come…..