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Broken

The Pain of Wiping Away Your Own Tears

By Emmily SorgePublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Today I gave up. I gave in to myself and decided I didn't want to be strong any more. I stopped telling myself to be strong,

I stopped telling myself "no" when I wanted to cry.

I allowed myself to be weak,

I allowed myself to cry.

And in my weakness I found nothing.

I was alone. I was sad. I was broken and in my own arms I laid my head. I looked in the mirrior and accepted my blood shot eyes and runny nose.

I accepted the silence that surrounded my screams of sorrow and my deep inability to breathe.

So for those of you who wonder why I cannot look you in the eye; it is because I have looked myself in the eye too many times. My own reflection is burned into my pupil and if you see what I see, you may never look at me the same. You may never love me for who I am....

Broken.

sad poetry
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About the Creator

Emmily Sorge

Aspiring journalist, short story writer, and poet.

All things life & love.

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