Beyond Repair

late night thoughts

I'm broken

Again and again

Knocked down as usual

But I stand up anyways

I ask myself

The same question every day

Why do I stand up

To get pushed back to the ground

They say fall seven times stand up eight

But I'm at the point

Where if I fall again

It will be fall eight times and stay there

If I get up and fall back down

My heart will shatter everywhere

In so many pieces it's beyond repair

So I choose to stay on the ground and not get up

Because my heart is quite broken and already hurts enough

Reviews

[Jamestown]

Can definitely feel the pain, well written and thanks for sharing.

[ang]

Thank you, this is the first poem I've posted so it means a lot.