Love Deficiency- Poem.

It replenishes precarious feelings with lonely voids.
As I look everywhere just to hear your caring voice.
Lacking essential nutrients that my heart needs to breathe.
Weighing heavy on my lungs but I still somehow find relief.

Because my vitals are fine.
But the lack of physical touch averts me from being divine.
Shedding pounds cause I don’t really want to eat.
Cause they say when you’re really happy you gain extra weight.

Then there's the ones that step up to the plate.
But strike out because they only make themselves seem great.
And seeming and seeing are easily mistaken differences.
Only causing another round of holistic healing treatments.

Being strong and beautiful is a misleading facade.
Because people assume you will be okay so they can easily move on.
Keeping their feelings nonchalantly withheld.
Leaving you to find the remedy all by yourself.

But that creates false wounds.
Tricking my mind to believe that my heart has been bruised. 
Making me rely on false necessities.
Because I genuinely believed they were good for me. 

While all along it was normal to have doubts.
Because I fell short with a heart full of love left without. 
Nourishing your soul as I cried raindrops to cleanse the toxins from myself. 
Smiling through it because I knew one day I’d be able to get back my health. 

These wounded hearts are easily obscured. 
If you allow yourself to fully heal you'll find what you've been looking for.
Right now I might be deficient in love.
But I can fill the voids myself because my heart belongs to no one. 

Written by: Tiffany Bales



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