Broken

January 1, 2016

Do you know what broken is?

Have you ever seen it occur?

To feel like shit everyday,

To know how worthless you are.

How broken do you have to be,

To feel pleasure in pain?

To know that you deserve to suffer,

To know you will never be enough.

Try as you might,

You are never enough.

Instead you're too much.

Too much to handle,

Too much to deal with.

Too much of a problem.

Everyone turns away in the end.

And how broken must you be,

To be jealous of their ability to leave?

You see your faults better then anyone,

And you understand what they see.

You know where the line is,

And you will never reach it.

You don't even come close.

But there are those that stay,

That somehow see through the dark.

And it's these people that must be held afar.

How broken must you be,

To protect them from yourself?

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