A terrible, nonsensical poetry and others - 3. Love and shattered mind part 1

The inability to think,
How fractured my mind is.
How heavy it feels,
My mind is on the verge of breaking,
The mind is like a nebula that give birth to the stars,
The stars that I loved so much.
Oh how I weep for them.

All my entire life,
I have been chasing love,
My family,
The stars...
But I never receive it back
Am I an unloveable monster?
No wonder Aphrodite laughed when asked,
"If love is meant to heal why does it destroy those who chose it?"

The love I yearned and learned,
It was tattooed on papers with these bleeding digits,
It was written so well but not because I have experienced it,
But because I yearned for it so much,
and my tears spread the ink and stained the paper,
How funny never once it was tattooed in my heart and soul.
No wonder I was laughed at,
I forgot to love myself.