Heartbreak
how many times can a heart break?
how many times before the pieces don't fit together?
does time truly heal all wounds?
does it ever get better?
I don't think I could do this again,
don't think I could bear this type of agony.
I hate that this is what I've become,
an endless cycle of tragedy
the weight is all-consuming
a pressure that even substances can't shake
it's present even while I'm sleeping
borderline unbearable when I wake
I miss the life I used to have,
the one where I didn't care.
if a higher power does exist,
what made them think that this is fair?
honestly, how many times can a heart break?
how many times before the pieces don't fit together?
does time truly heal all wounds?
please tell me it gets better...
k.s. <3
Copyright © Kierra Martinez | Year Posted 2022
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