i have a heart full of hatred
I have a heart full of hatred and pain
But at times I let it go and I enjoy the happy things with others
When I see a young couple smiling and laughing walking down the city street at night it is easy to rejoice for them and I feel a small twitch in my chest that reminds me I’m capable of feeling but my heart just isn’t strong enough to breathe on its own yet and it needs the hatred running through it’s aorta to stay alive
It’s a sad truth but it’s true
And even a broken heart is a true heart at the core
