O’ fragile heart
Why do you beat so?
Why carry the burden of the world
On your delicate shoulders?
Why run when you can walk?
Why pant when you can breathe?
What is it that you crave?
What is it that you want?
Why is it that you have to bend and twist
To the whims and fancies of the world?
Why is it that you beat so hard
To the sound of the battle cry
And leave yourself out to dry;
when it comes to matters of the heart
Why do they not teach you –
The resilience to weather it all
Why do you hurt yourself so?
Why do you not find your way towards love
And take up permanent residence there?
Why not take in some warmth?
And some soup for the soul?
“Breathe, you’ve got this”
Your confoundments have got to go
Breathe, trust the process
You’ve got what it takes
Go on,
And be merry,
Even if you haven’t
‘Cuz, who’s the judge of it all?
A Sight into My Psyche 