Broken Things
Somethings aren’t meant to be fixed
Somethings are meant to stay broken.
I feel like I’m falling
Failing to grab anything that will make me stop.
Why do I find myself in these predicaments?
I always fix others
And I never fix myself.
I always care for everyone else
And I neglect myself.
I wear this mask
To hide my true feelings.
You don’t notice,
No one ever does.
Don’t beat yourself up about it.
It’s just the truth.
Somethings aren’t meant to be fixed
Somethings are meant to stay broken.
I feel the soft salty rivers,
Wanting gouge canyons in my cheeks
But the rain that caused them
Won’t cease.
I breathe deep, hold my resolve
Wipe my face
So no one can see.
Somethings are meant to stay broken
Somethings aren’t meant to be fixed.
Maybe one day
I will find what completes me,
But I don’t think this will be any time soon.
I am always happy to fix someone else
I’m just sorry it had to be you.
Why did it have to be you?
I wasn’t meant to be fixed.
I was meant to stay broken.
3/28/2018
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