Her heart is a space for rent. Her rates are low and the room is spacious. But right now, her it’s out of order, broken, missing. Her heart isn’t functioning as a selfless organ. Her love is on vacation, leaving behind a cold, empty woman.
When she lost him, something snapped. She pushed the world out and let only sleep aids in. self medicating her depression and loneliness drove her physical body into the ground, then someone else drove her to the hospital. Emerging from the emergency room, she declared herself independent. No one wanted to be around her and no one truly loved her- this was her delusion. She kicked her boarders out; she evicted her daughters and granddaughters.
She was screaming for help, all while pushing everyone out and locking the door. She was begging to be loved while believing herself unlovable. She was thirsting for attention and now she lives at the center.
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