If I'd been
a little stronger then
maybe I wouldn't be
so broken now
Crashed to the floor
no point in trying
The pieces can't be
glued back together
But you remain
in attempts to fix me
though you're the cause
of this interrupted lifestyle
Violate by transgression
Seams that are so lifeless
they just can't be repaired anymore
And what you want me to feel for you,
I just can't fake it.
You want me to fall into yours arms
as though they could cure me
consume me; remind me; confuse me
but their only use now
is to push me away from you
'Time heals everything.'
I wholeheartedly disagree.
Minutes do nothing but reiterate
the moments that caused this.
Maybe it's my fault
because I've no desire
to toughen up and handle this,
but I've always been one
to torture people with blame and unacceptance.
I can't sell myself short enough
to cover up for you.
can't make enough excuses
to make myself feel
the way you want me to
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem