The stitches broke.
I tried to fix myself. To heal what others tore apart.
I tried to save myself countless times.
The stitches broke.
I looked up in defeat.
Nothing left to give. Everything drained.
The stitches broke.
My wounds were so **** close to being healed.
But another person always comes along to prevent it.
The Stitches broke.
And honestly this time i'm too tired to sew myself back together.