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04/07/2025

Diary of Broken Hearts, Volume 5

The 5th book in the Diary of Broken Hearts Series – an anthology of themed and on broken hearts.

This volume tells a tale of wounded hearts and stolen childhoods, a love that was so flawed the cracks created new persons with broken hearts and shattered realities.

For some, love was an illusion that they never experienced, and for others, love was the monster under the bed, the one that never truly left, and one that they were not strong enough to run away from, let alone face.

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05/06/2025

No matter what I tried to do for or with them, The way they saw me never changed, Not even when I made them smile longer, Not even when I took the hits for them, Not even when I tried to be stronger for them, It was still the same emptiness and boredom, Like I was never going to be a part of them,...

No matter what I tried to do for or with them, The way they saw me never changed, Not even when I made them smile longer, Not even when I took the hits for them, Not even when I tried to be stronge…

03/06/2025

The hits that never stopped coming, The attacks that always lingered, The hurt that stayed so damn long, The pain that left internal scars, The wounds that would never truly heal, The agony of being the child of a child, The damage that came with her adulthood, And really, the violence that she came with. All I wanted was my mother to care,...

01/06/2025

You left… Without saying a word, you left. You didn't care what would happen to me, You didn't bother to think of me, not once, You didn't ask if I wanted you to leave, Or maybe if I wanted to come along with you, But you didn't care enough to ask any of that, Instead, like it was so easy for you to leave,...

You left… Without saying a word, you left. You didn’t care what would happen to me, You didn’t bother to think of me, not once, You didn’t ask if I wanted you to leave, Or maybe i…

30/05/2025

The bell for last period always rang early, Or maybe I just hated the thought of leaving, Because school was fun and safer for me, It was where I lived the most and freely, It was the one place life didn't hurt as much, Perhaps because I was a bright student they say, But how would they know what that was,...

The bell for last period always rang early, Or maybe I just hated the thought of leaving, Because school was fun and safer for me, It was where I lived the most and freely, It was the one place lif…

28/05/2025

Born to serve, but never appreciated enough, That was all I knew since I could remember, All that happened in the time home was hell, Where papa would come back and complain, Of how my studies wouldn't ever mean s**t, How marriage sounded way better than school, How it was safer to leave and never come back, And maybe I should have listened back then....

Born to serve, but never appreciated enough, That was all I knew since I could remember, All that happened in the time home was hell, Where papa would come back and complain, Of how my studies woul…

26/05/2025

That I really did look like my mother, Should have been a compliment, One that I should have been proud of, Because to them, mother was an angel, She was the one the heavens had sent, The woman who loved unconditionally, The one whose heart was known to be of gold, The woman everyone hoped to be, my mother. My mother was graceful; she always has been,...

That I really did look like my mother, Should have been a compliment, One that I should have been proud of, Because to them, mother was an angel, She was the one the heavens had sent, The woman who…

24/05/2025

You tell me like I don’t know that, Like I don’t wake up and see them, Like I don’t understand who they are, Like I’m clueless to their existence, Like I am blind to their faces, But I know who they are, always have, A father who couldn't give a s**t about family, And a mother who’s forever a victim....

You tell me like I don’t know that, Like I don’t wake up and see them, Like I don’t understand who they are, Like I’m clueless to their existence, Like I am blind to their faces, But I know who the…

22/05/2025

Maybe it was really my fault for trusting you, For believing you were the adult who cared, For trusting that you loved me genuinely, For hoping that you would be a nicer family, For thinking that you were a good person, Because surely Ma and Pa wouldn't allow it, For someone as horrible as you proved to be, To be so close with their daughter, right?...

Maybe it was really my fault for trusting you, For believing you were the adult who cared, For trusting that you loved me genuinely, For hoping that you would be a nicer family, For thinking that y…

20/05/2025

Alone. I had always been like that even then, Shattered and ruined by those who swore love, Broken by that which I dared to love more, Yet even with the pain, I never stopped, Because how could I, when I was the anchor, The one that kept everyone together regardless, The one that had to fight tooth and nail to save,...

Alone. I had always been like that even then, Shattered and ruined by those who swore love, Broken by that which I dared to love more, Yet even with the pain, I never stopped, Because how could I, …

20/05/2025

A girl. A child. A daughter. A human, perhaps, But all you saw was a toughest man in there, When all I wanted to be was your daughter, Not the girl who could be stronger than most, Not the most responsible of your daughters, Not the girl burdened by the weight of your past, Not the child broken by everything about you,...

A girl. A child. A daughter. A human, perhaps, But all you saw was a toughest man in there, When all I wanted to be was your daughter, Not the girl who could be stronger than most, Not the most res…

20/05/2025

There are days that I dare to dream otherwise, Of what a home would be for me and mine, Of how I would fill it up with so much love, How I’d love protect them with my life, How they’d fight for me and protect me too, How we’d bloom in and out of the home, How we’d be happy in spite of life’s truths,...

There are days that I dare to dream otherwise, Of what a home would be for me and mine, Of how I would fill it up with so much love, How I’d love protect them with my life, How they’d fight for me …