Every word shatters me,
Like a piercing dart,
Scraping what’s left of my
Delicate heart.
Why does nobody care?
Are we all just heart-devouring bears
Obsessed with current affairs?
Is empathy now rare?
Does no one dare?
Dare to love? Dare to care?
Dare to just be there?
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Author:
Pepsglasses (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: People are monsters.
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Many people do care, more than you think, the right one will find you.
Thank you
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