Split

5 0 0
                                    

I have been hurt over and over again
Round and round again
I have been pulled, pushed in separate directions
Only used to help someone else along in their story

There is only so many times a heart can break until it stops mending itself
When it's just left in pieces
Each sharp and ready to draw blood
To draw pain
To draw sorrow

My heart is in pieces
So when someone comes along
That's all they see
Then they think
" I can fix her "
" She'll be better once she gets through this " 
But the piece are so sharp
So when they try to fix
What others broke
What others have shattered
What I no longer try to fix

They bleed
And they try
And try
And try
Until the are gushing out blood
Till they put together a small portion
Till they see I'm only a hallowed out shell
Of my past self
A copy
A mimicker
A fake

Then they realize that my heart isn't the only things broken
That my whole being is
Then they realize how much work they'll
have to put in
To help me be a normal
Functioning
Human

Someone
Who knows love
Know how love feels
Knows how to nurture it
Instead of seeing it as a threat
As a lure that is there to make you want it
To show you a mirage of safety
Of happiness
Only to be ripped away the second you want it

But they all leave
And there is nothing I can do
Nothing I can say
Nothing I can be
To make them want to stay
To stick it through
Because we both know
The ending won't be worth it
It won't bring them what they want
What they need

For I am just an empty shell
A prison for my being
My mind
And my heart
Both getting hurt by each other actions
Both not knowing what to do
Nether listening to each other
Both breaking down

The Mess of Being HumanWhere stories live. Discover now