Dark Eyes

Chapter 5

Have you ever felt so sad that you can't even cry; you just want to rip everything from the walls and scream surrounded by the broken pieces? I believe we are all in someway broken pieces. Some of us completely restored, some missing pieces, and others- well they are still on the ground. Others try to help us, but we don't want them to cut themselves on our broken pieces. But most of the time we just are scared of getting attached.
  I've gotten attached. Every time I do I end up with a part of me missing. It's like A cut so deep from the tragedy of being left that not even stitches can heal the wound.
So instead of letting anyone in to help or so they say "fix you"; we push them away. We surround ourselves in tall stone walls letting no one in. If we don't let anyone in, then no one can hurt us.