Silent Killer

Getting over what love had in store. Realizing I was better off before. Once again picking my HeArT off the floor. (All because I answered the knock at Loves door) Falling to my knees & asking why?! With a hole in my chest, I try not to cry. Looking for answers.....Teary eyes to the sky. Beginning to think it was all a lie. I've got to be strong. My Mental Recovery...I have to hustle. So I hide the pain, under re-found muscle. I'm getting my WeIgHt up with my HaTe...Ego is the TrIgGeR. One thing I've come to realize....Love, not Hate. Is the Silent Killer