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Rated: E · Poetry · Experience · #1898766
How i feel when im alone, cant help thinking of being broken
Broken.

Anger, hate, fear and apin.
So much to lose, and yet so much to gain.
I can not afford to fall apart now.
I know I need to keep going. But how?
Why is it that I can not control my own pain,
like life let's everyone else sit at the reins?
Pulling strings like I am their puppet?
I wish I could just tell them all to "suck it!"

I look into the mirror and hate,
that all I see is someone who might never make it,
becasue others hurt me, but they know not what they do,
ad\nd that I will let them, all becasue of you.

I want to cut, and bleed,
crash my car racing at top speed.
I want this all to end, for everything to stop,
for all of this pain inside to just go away.
I want to hurl myslef off the roof,
go away, just disappear, gone. POOF.

I look into the mirror and hate,
that all I see is someone who might never make it,
becasue others hurt me, but they know not what they do,
ad\nd that I will let them, all becasue of you.

You alone started this cycle that may never end.
I wish I could take it all back, like you were never my friend.
I want you to just leave and get out of my life,
forever let me alone, so you can cause no more pain.
Becasue if you don't I will continue to stay broken,
and we all know, that no one in this world wants a broken wife.
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