Repairing the broken.

Alone, alone.

Black tears, 'broken ears', is anybody even there ? Harsh words, caved roads, expensive tolls, I am alone.

"Run away run away" she cries, "he's coming he's coming", she terrified.

Through stormy days and dark rooms, dull knifes fill up the room.

"Stop it stop it" she yells "your ruined your ruined but nobody will ever care. Get over it" she cries " I'm terrified I'm terrified, I swear you can't be mines."

Harsh words, black tears, when will I ever be cured ?

" I'm not I'm not I swear I'm not yours but face it we're sick and we can't be cured !"

"There was never a we ! There was never there was never this isn't a family ! Leave leave your hurting me !" 

Betrayals and abandonments add several more scars.

"I'll leave I'll leave it's not like you ever wanted me !"

Unwanted tears, lonely roads, and expensive tolls, I am alone.

My poems are also posted on its own personal instagram, @RepairingTheBroken .

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