We were all broken-
but that was nothing new.
Nevertheless,
we continued to fight.
All of us had different mechanisms.
Mines was the worst.
I tried to swallow my pain
and somehow I always ended up choking.
Or vomiting up all the "I'm fine" and "I'm just tired" excuses...
but they kept me whole.
They kept me in charge of myself.
They also kept me broken.
But that was nothing new...
for I've always been that way.
May 23, 2019
May 23, 2019 at 12:29 PM UTC
We were all broken-
but that was nothing new.
Nevertheless,
we continued to fight.
All of us had different mechanisms.
Mines was the worst.
I tried to swallow my pain
and somehow I always ended up choking.
Or vomiting up all the "I'm fine" and "I'm just tired" excuses...
but they kept me whole.
They kept me in charge of myself.
They also kept me broken.
But that was nothing new...
for I've always been that way.
