Brokenhearted

I do perceive All the great words I receive But how could I be so far and yet so near, to what I believe is fear. Words can be like a chandelier, falling from the ceiling. Crushing every bone in your body, until your heart starts bleeding. Nothing feels like it makes sense, its like I'm falling into a sharp fence until the blood is drenched from my body until the earth devours me like I'm shoddy. This hurt. This brokenhearted feeling. This pain. I feel so ashamed. Why does bad things happen to me? Why cant anyone see? That deep down I'm broken, But still people play me like I'm a token. Trust,Hope and love I keep a s a treasure. But still I'm being measured. I cant help this feeling. Nor my heart that's bleeding. This hurt this pain. Will it ever go away.