At times like this, I ask myself,
'How much can you break?'
I ask my heart
'How many times can you be put together,
With pieces always missing,
Before you are left with nothing?'
And my heart falls silent.
Before, it was screaming,
Aching,
Crying.
And now it is silent.
I think it knows there is no answer.
I think my heart knows that one day,
It will have shattered into pieces
So small,
That it is unfixable.My heart knows that glue and tape won't fix it forever.
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Thoughts, Never Words. (Poetry Collection)
PoetryPoems written by just some young adult going through some things.