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you love me.

I refuse to believe it.

but I know it.

I don't understand myself,

my mind,

my thoughts,

my ways,

me.

I want to be fixed,

but I know deep down I never will be.

It saddens me

that I will always be like this.

shattered.

half missing.

fucked up.

I'm so damaged.

I hate it.

I hate myself.

I despise the world

yet

find so much beauty in it.

I'm confused.

I'm lost.

I'm hurting.

I'm sorry.

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