Heart Burn

My cheeks are laced with unwanted tears.

There's a tear in my heart of a different nature though.

I can't stop myself from falling and hurting,

Why do I treat myself so?

My mind has braced for hard circumstances,

but my heart is naive and unexperienced still.

It has had cuts and gashes and burning pains,

yet why isn't it ruthless and difficult to kill?

My lungs are filling with air,

yet my breath is uneven between sobs.

My heart is beating in a literal sense,

but why can't I feel it beneath my chest?

People see my mistakes written so clearly on my face,

why don't they see the tears I shed?

People see me as a monster with no remorse,

I can clearly see their faces contorted in disgust and ridicule at my sight, ill-bred.

I might just be over-reacting in light of the tragedy,

but how can I help myself when I barely recognise the stakes?

I might just be another person with no consideration for others,

but help me believe I am not a helpless case.

01/23/19