Hurting Heart

My heart hurts.

My heart hurts for Brussels.

My heart hurts because of all this damn hatred and war in the world.

My heart hurts from the selfishness.

The lies.

The hidden secrets.

My heart hurts because people leave me, never telling why.

They slowly fade me out until its like I never existed.

And yet I did so much for them.

My heart hurts because my friend is dead.

My heart hurts because my favorite place is being taken away.

Because nothing is the same anymore.

Because this world seems to be getting darker each day.

My heart hurts because of broken promises.

Because a blind woman sat across from me tonight, and struggled with so many things.

I watched her and felt so grateful for what I have.

My heart hurts because her care taker seemed annoyed at her...and was not nice to her at times.

My heart hurts because it seems most of the people around me have a man to come home to.

And I do not.

My heart hurts.

I am an empath.

Extremely emotionally intelligent.

It's exhausting.

I need a hug.

Appreciation.

My heart hurts.

Reviews

[Matt Hargenrader]

This really resonated with me. The part about people leaving without explaining why and being treated like you don't exist are experiences I know all too well. This was really good!