The heart's agony

The human heart is built to be bent
An organ meant to change and mend.
But in order to adapt and truly grow,
It faces storms and dark snow.
Like that time you fell off of your bike,
A childhood scrape, a painful spike

But the bruises fade, the crying ends,
And that won't stop the path you trend
Or when at sweet sixteen you find
Your first heartbreak that leaves you behind;
A dull uncomfortable ache
Yet one you know you’ll surely break.

But oh, the pain that cuts the heart deepest
Where mountains seem to be the steepest
The fear that you are not enough
To be yourself when life gets rough.
You wonder if this grief will stay,
Or if it ever goes away
But hear me now, you must believe,
This heavy pain will also leave.
People don't see the one inside,
The person that you try to hide.

So we are given the task
To strip away the heavy mask
Life doesn’t stop, it doesn't wait,
It moves beyond  fate

This endless life we’re walking through
Is like a book of faded hue
Its a coloring book of black and white
Just waiting for a splash of light.
So fill the pages, bright and bold,
Before the final tale is told
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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