Heart Is A Despicable Little Thing

Heart is a despicable little thing. It get’s out of hand every single time I let it loose a little. Made a huge mistake, I let my guards down and it fluttered out of it’s gilded cage. Out in the unprecedented territories. Gosh I hate it when it does that. Curious little thing ends up getting hurt every single time. And I end up having to put band aids over all the bruises on it as It winces and cries out in pain while I cuss it for attempting to leave it’s cage. Heart is so selfish. It doesn’t understand the collateral damage it leaves behind every single time it escapes. It doesn’t understand it is me, who has to clean up the mess it makes. Selfish little thing, only thinks of itself. So here I am again, putting back together the pieces it broke in the process, trying to suture it back with minimal scarring. I have to admit I’m becoming quiet good at this, fixing the broken pieces over and over again. But I’ve found a way to keep heart in it’s gilded cage forever now. Yeah, then heart won’t be able to escape. This fickle heart will soon know it’s place.

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62 thoughts on “Heart Is A Despicable Little Thing

  1. litadoolan says:

    You write beautifully Zee, I’m so glad the pretty flower is on the same page as your words. You connect emotions to words and narrative pace in such a clever manner. Your honesty is moving. Top post. What a super read.

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    • lifeconfusions says:

      Awwh Thanks so much Lita, this was such a wonderful comment. Don’t know how I missed it before, Just saw it and I;m glad I did because this put a smile on my face 🙂 ❤

      Thank you for always being so supportive of me, Much love to you,
      Zee ❤

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  2. apple_life says:

    There is nothing wrong at all with heart, it is best things we as a human have problem arise when your Heart hijacked with your violent hormones it’s always ends in pain then people start blaming.
    When Heart works with compassion and intelligence (not intellect) it is nothing less than ecstasy.


  3. rommel says:

    I LOVE IT! Especially that end where it reads Weekly Photo Challenge: Envelope. Just a very neat twist after reading your creative writing. So care to share the secret to train the heart to stay? 😀

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  4. Mabel Kwong says:

    Oh yes, the heart can indeed be selfish. It always wants and longs and yearns for something better, something better that we think that will make our lives better. Maybe that’s why some of us wear our heart on our sleeves…blinded…and our heart gets smashed into smithereens. But when we do pick up the pieces, we become so much more stronger than ever before. When the heart knows it’s place, it knows to love oneself.

    I like Ingrid Michaelson too, Zee 🙂 ❤

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    • lifeconfusions says:

      Ah yes, but the problem is heat doesn’t always knows what’s best. It thinks it wants something better but it’s not always is…Heart has it’s own brain I guess lol

      Thank you so much Mabel for you beautiful comment and giving song a listen.

      Have a splendid weekend ❤

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  5. hugsxheart says:

    Wow Zee what an amazing text ❤ You are simply the best ! ❤ Oh I have only heard one song from the artist! I wish you all the happiness in the world! Have a great weekend sis ❤

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  6. The V-Pub says:

    *hugs* Zee. These moments of hurt feel like they’ll last a lifetime, but they won’t. Don’t stop trying to find love, it’s worth every bit of pain we incur because of it. We all get these bumps and bruises along the way, and they make us perfectly imperfect.

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    • lifeconfusions says:

      Thank you so much Rob for your touching words, I agree with you, bumps and bruises are a part of life but sometimes you just can’t help but feel a little let down…But I understand good times are yet to come.
      Thank you again *hugs back* ❤ ❤


  7. trentpmcd says:

    Ah, but mending the heart is such a big part of life, for it is only when we let the heart out of it’s gilded cage and let it fly free that we actually know the thrill and exhilaration of life.When our lives are straight-lined and there are no ups and downs of our heart’s rhythms we are dead. We need to let our heart soar, and us with them, to taste the winds of life. Let us lick our wounds later and mend what seems broken forever, for the heart does heal and wants to soar again and again.

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