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I have a heart of stone
A gift from you
I feel it pulling, weighing me down
I convince myself it is making me stronger
It's healthy
It's improving me
Up until you cast me into the sea
It's a weight
Pulling me under
The stone in my chest keeps me from breathing
Water filling my lungs
I beg for help
But no one hears my cries
I am alone
I am drowning
With my heart of stone
About the Creator
Lorraine Woiak
I am a psychology and music major at the University of North Dakota. As a part of the Army ROTC program, I am working towards a career as a military psychologist.
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