[Old and Unreadable] Max's Thought-Provoking Poetry

Cracked

Smashed, clattered, lying in tatters
A friend, God-send, beaten and battered
Lying sorrowful in the misery your cast upon them
You hurt them, and the past is irreversible

Regret your mistakes as much as you like
But a cracked plate can never be restored
To it's full original beauty
The cracks will continue their course

The wrong word, a foolish move
It is now useless to try to sooth
You wake up, glance at sea
And wonder why you miss me

You broke me and left me in tatters
But put everything into making me better again
Sorry to say, I'm not humpty-dumpty
You cannot replace the blood I've bled

It is admirable to try and fix one you broke
To restore it to past the greatness lost
But never succumb to the delusions
That everything can be perfect, as it was

Give up, don't tire yourself, you've done all you can
The plate is glued together but never the same
The real decider here is, now you've tried it all
Do you still hold the blame?