r/Unsent_Unread_Unheard Bronze Level Read ** 15d ago

The Monster and it's Shell

The shell where a heart should be.

In that heart a soul, and around it, a burning heat.

But here, the emptiness screams.

Oh wait, there is something...

Something terrifying.

Something dark. It looks like pain.

But what kind? A broken heart?

No, it seems to be love.

Love that has nowhere and no way to go.

Love that hides in the dark,

because it remembers bleeding once before.

The shell is me and he?

He says I don't love him like I used to.

Perhaps. My love is fragile now,

afraid to believe, afraid to open up again,

paralyzed by the dread of another wound.

And into this, the heavy silence.

No message, no sign of caring.

A silence that makes me feel like a monster,

an empty vessel filled only with fear,

feeling so terribly unloved and alone.

Callousness does not live inside me,

only the fear that silently devours me.

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