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Poem About The Power Of The Heart

Sometimes your heart can keep giving and giving until eventually it'll give up.

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I get so mad at my mother. She doesn't understand me. She tells that I am fat and slapped me a couple of times. I am chubby. I am 12 years old, 5' 3.5" and I weight about 135 pounds. So yes,...

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The Heart

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Published: April 2015

My heart felt what is shouldn't.
It gave when it couldn't,
Believed in many things
When I wouldn't.

It listened but never spoke.
It cared but always choked.
It shattered but continued to beat.
It loved but experienced defeat.

Laughter replaced the pain.
Hugs released all tears.

We wear our hearts on the sleeves of our shirts,
Highly aware of the caution it may get hurt.
One day the heart will no longer beat.
It will breathe its last breath....

Because it can only take so much.

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  • Jasminfinauga by Jasminfinauga
  • 1 year ago

This is just like me. I get picked on for my weight too. I just can't stand it. I used to want to commit suicide and cut both arms. I lost a baby brother and a father, and now I have a step-father. My life is hard too. My grandpa makes me go with my grandma for a walk to lose weight. I used to get bullied. I get slapped for being fat. My grandpa makes go for a walk with him and tells me to run and yells at me in front of people and they would laugh

  • Blade Dawn by Blade Dawn
  • 1 year ago

I get so mad at my mother. She doesn't understand me. She tells that I am fat and slapped me a couple of times. I am chubby. I am 12 years old, 5' 3.5" and I weight about 135 pounds. So yes, I do have fat around my legs, but I also have a lot of muscle. When I was younger my mom would weigh me every single day. How messed up is that? I am so scared because when she slaps me, she doesn't go lightly. She goes with all her might. My father would do something if he knew, but he is never there when my mother loses her temper and goes crazy on me. He is usually at work. I am also scared to tell him because I know that if I tell him he will tell my mother to stop, and who knows what my mother will do next. I know my mother just wants to help me, but can't you just think of any other way? I always curse under my breath when I see my mother. She already makes me go to the gym and run back every day. I am so scared, and I have no idea what to do. I have dealt with depression.

  • Lisa by Lisa
  • 1 year ago

I'm so sorry for your mother's pain to you. Mothers are supposed to love us, encourage us, lift us up! God made you out of his image and shame on her! You're beautiful inside and out. Don't hate her. Feel sad that she's missing out on her daughter's life and love to her. Shame on her! God loves you.

  • Vera Seminara by Vera Seminara
  • 1 year ago

You cannot take that anymore! It’s not okay. Even if you are scared, at some point you have to tell someone. That is abuse, and if you are scared to tell your dad, maybe you could tell someone that you know will actually be able to help you. I am so sorry for what you are going through.

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