racehorse

racehorse

A Poem by rosieect
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01/52, 2018

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The hardest part of being broken
is that it’s very hard to listen
when people tell me how to put myself together again
i want to scream

can’t they see that I like this?
the downwards spiral, the turning away, the cold and lonely nights
when i cry myself to sleep it’s the most alive i ever feel
because it’s the only time i feel anything at all

in a constant race for perfection
i stumbled before i made it out of the gate
shattered both of my legs
and had to be put down

there’s no room left for sad poetry
but even the nice ones i write
are tinged with the sting of two decades worth of failure
am i good enough yet?

© 2018 rosieect


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Added on January 2, 2018
Last Updated on January 2, 2018
Tags: recovery, depression, mental illness, healing

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rosieect
rosieect

New Zealand



About
kind of sad, trying to get over it. not 100% sure if poetry is something I'm good at or not. more..

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this week this week

A Poem by rosieect