I thought I knew what it was like to hurt.
To feel broken.
Beaten down.
To nothing.
I was naive in my ability to process such a thing.
Hurting is the worst kind of physical and mental pain.
You have to care to hurt.
Meaning someone you hold close has betrayed you in some way.
That's why it sucks so much.
You taught me a lot though.
I will never put myself in that state again.
Vulnerability is a weakness.
Handing someone a knife and expecting them not to stab you.
Quite naive for sure.
Apologies only hit the surface.
Doesn't fix or help me in any sort of way.
So continue to apologize while blatantly stabbing me.
I hope that makes you feel good.
YOU ARE READING
Sincerely Me
PoetryA shy soul that wants to share the thoughts she couldn't before. Some original and free verse poems that I have been working on from time to time. Enjoy and share. ♥
