my heart sinks lower in my chest
with every day that passes.
yearning for it to be lifted,
shifted back into its rightful place.
taking on others trials and tribulations,
going up against their demons in the dark,
leaves you with wounds that will forever scar
if left unattended.
i wish for the life that was promised to me,
time and time again.
thoughtless words and plans
you may have intended.
now I'm wandering, floating, lost.
left with pieces and whispers.
looking for the place everyone goes
to have their soul mended..