I'm only meant to be broken
Stumbling through this world
Searching for comfort and happiness
For the love I've been so deadly searching for
Every moment of happiness is but a fleeting rush of butterflies
Sinking deeper again
Every time
The pain catching up to me
The pain that never goes away
Every time I love
Every time I find the happiness I'm looking for the first thought that comes to my head is : "how long will this last ? When will I crumble and fall down again ? "
Every time
I'm ready to put my heart, my soul, my everything into loving you
Every time, I end up being the one getting hurt
The one that no one ever fights for
Maybe my fate is to always fight for two
To heal people just to be the one to break even more
All that's left of me is broken pieces and blood and scars that will never turn to gold
And this little sunshine
Slowly dying
But never fully so
The little sun that shines out love and care and power every time
Just to be stabbed again and again
Maybe I should be the one to kill it
Maybe I should just go numb, maybe I should stop trying, maybe I should stop caring
Because I'm only meant to be broken
~July 7th 2023

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PoetryThe only way for me to cope with the overflow and intensity of my emotions is to write so I offer you my pain, my sorrow, my breaking, and my wounded soul. Oct 20 2022