Heart Lined Poem by Tara W. Johnson

#‎HeartLined‬
All that I could have.
I think about all that I
could have.
And then I think about all
the things I do have.
And then I think about what I use to have...
I sit in my room, surrounded
by these walls, covered with
this feeling that I have it all
(Life)
If you could see me then
you'd wonder what was wrong
cause it looks like
my heart has been broken and
it looks like I feel alone.
(BUT It's only Perception)
I have some things locked
inside, some things that I
have to get off my chest, but
these things are not easy to say,
they hurt worse then the rest.
I've been hurt, I've been bruised
I've had my heart torn what about you?
These words puzzle the heart of
a broken soul -repaired, someone who will
always be whole.
I think sometimes what life could be
like and then sometimes I choose to cry.
Man oh Boy..I did too much trying!
Things use to be so complicated that
I believed one day It will die or it died
I ask myself three questions
1. Why love people that hate you?
2. Why do so much for people when they do micro things for you?
3. Why you always forgiving them?
Then I answered my questions
Saying.
I do for them because my heart is pure-
They can't bait Me with a lure..
I endure life's cure... A Blessing in
Disquise-Silently loud...