At the top of the hill where the wind brushes my face, I heard a voice that made me shatter.

A still small voice from deep within the heart, that even so small, it made my eyes water.

It went to my ears then unto my heart and I thought maybe it went to my chest blocking the air that enables me to breath.

I also thought that maybe it went to my stomach cause all I feel is butterflies of pain.

I am no one’s treasure you said.

Tho its a small voice, I heard it loud and clear as if you were shouting it inside me.

Maybe its because I’m no special being that what I feel about you doesnt count.

Or maybe I’m no human to you.

Because if I’m that, maybe I wouldnt feel this worthless piece of shit and not just a mere hindrance to you.




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