I Promise I'm Not Broken
I promise I’m not broken,
I just look this way
Because of the pieces I gave away
To fix the broken in someone else
But when something is no longer broken
They no longer need the one who fixes
They no longer need me
Or want me
I am the healer of hearts
He who sutures souls
The mechanic of melancholy minds
But I have nothing left to give
Perhaps I am broken
Or a cabbage patch of scar tissue
Or a collection of all the words unspoken
But I am still human
I still have this beating heart
These saltwater tears
And this innate instinct to fight
To keep going
To do whatever it takes to survive
Even if I don’t want to
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I'm a Grad student now studying Biochemistry and Biophysics (not sure how I got there). I guess I've been using this site for nearly 8 years now though sometimes I went years without writing much of anything. I write what I feel and I write what I need to let go of. Sometimes I write about a dream or a nightmare I had, If I can tell the difference. I fell in love for poetry in high school and continued to write in college. I hope to publish a book someday as well (leave a comment if a poem speaks to you). P.S. My Instagram is @CottonCandyPoems
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