Heart on my sleeve for eternity.
Good quality, until it becomes too heavy.
Then I realize it’s only hurting me.
Confusing my energy.

There is a delay in positivity.
It definitely anchors me.

I assume my personality is too strong.
Sinking myself into deep depressions.
I go about caring all too wrong.
Giving my heart and mind two different impressions.

Confused by misuse.
I’m steadily going through a regression.
Love me, just to hate me should be abuse.
You must have a stellar confession.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. _Occultatum_ says:

    This is beautiful๐ŸŒน I myself started with a blog where I post poetries. Would love for you to visit.


    1. Crissy DXCII says:

      Thank you ๐Ÿ˜Š


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