I'm broken

Have you ever just wanted to cry,

You just sit there, but no tears appear?

I'm consistently wondering why,

Possibly I'm just broken, I fear.

Im constantly staring into space,

Feeling my heart break with every beat,

I need just a comforting embrace, 

Each time it pounds, I feel less complete.

"How much pain does one have to go through

Until giving up is permitted?",

I ask myself, with a knife in view,

If many would be benefited.