My heart isn't whole anymore
It is in pieces, million tiny pieces
It is broken
It is torn
It is ruined
By someone from the past.
The impacts still exist
I became closed
I became distant
I became silent
I became wary
I like being alone
I pissed off easily
I keep secrets
I push people away
I don't trust people
I'm turning into a negative person
I don't recognize myself
This isn't me
This isn't who I used to be
When I look in the mirror,
I see someone else staring back at me
She is flickering, like she's barely there
She looks hollow
She looks dull
She looks empty
And I don't know her
It's been years since it happened
but I'm not recovered yet,
I still don't know how to fix it
How to fix me.
I need help,
but I don't trust people enough.
I'm too afraid,
I'm afraid they will do what he did.
So I need to figure it out myself
but I don't know how.
I'm clueless,
and I don't know for how long.
It could be for a minute or forever.
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Her Side Of The Story
PoetryStories from my point of view, basically what's on my mind. Sometimes it's about my own life and experiences, other times it's just what randomly pops up in my mind. Each and every poem is written by me, unless stated otherwise. Read, vote, and comm...
