UnfixableA Poem by Ally AnnI have a habit of trying to help everyone that seems even a little broken
There are days that I feel that I can no longer help anyone,
my words are trapped under layers of regret and uncertainty and my love is buried too far underground for even grave robbers to find. I want to fix everyone that I love with understanding and commitment but too many times my skin has been ripped to shreds by people who are happy with being broken. These days it is impossible for me to take more than one panicked breath before submerging myself in icy water that I could easily stand up in and walk out of. I see potential in every crack and scar but sometimes things should be left shattered, because sometimes things are not ready to be whole again. I find myself too often fighting for change in the unchangeable, looking to heal whatever I see, but constantly fixing has led me to be broken and I have found that somedays the only person I can help is me. © 2018 Ally AnnReviews
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StatsAuthorAlly AnnAboutLately I have been feeling very lost, and it is comforting to come here and rediscover pieces of who I was and who I still must be "The world is trying to kill you. It is trying to do this by steal.. more..Writing
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