Fallout

Her heart was as big

as all the galaxies combined.

Her passion and her grit

condense and sublime.

She'd always put her heart

into everything she does.

She gives you her all;

her tears, sweat, and blood.

She does this for people

in hopes they'd do the same:

to give their heart to anyone

who needs it in many little ways.

But the world just decided

her heart was too big for their arms;

too heavy to carry;

It didn't quite fit the norm.

So the world simply told her

that this cannot be.

She basically didn't fit in

in society.

She kept her heart to herself

so she'd feel like she belonged,

carrying all the weight

inside her all along.

And when she couldn't anymore take it,

she set her heart free.

It shattered into fragments

pulled down by gravity.

With the weight of her heart

and the strength of the blow,

the whole world watched

as an enraged storm grows.

What was left of her heart

after the storm was drought

and little specks of dust

entangled in the fallout.