Unrepairable
Loss
Loss of hope
Loss of pride
Loss of dignity
Loss of willingness.
Willingness to work
Willingness to wake up in the morning
Willingness to play the part
Willingness to care
Willingness to try
Gone.
Everybody always tells me all these great things about myself, but I realize they're lying
Lying to make me feel better
Lying to patch the bloody wounds.
Wounds of abuse, but it won't work. Nothing will fix me.
I'm unrepairable.
Copyright © Damian Garcia | Year Posted 2022
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