Broken

You can't fix what's broken,

So should you start anew?

The pieces are shattered,

Hearts on the floor,

The trust has been stomped on,

You've walked out the door.

You can't fix what's broken,

But I can't move on.

Are we stuck here forever?

A battle lifelong?

I chose not to fight you.

I chose something worse.

Trying again

Will only lead to hurt.

I see you there

I try not to cry.

I see you with them

Running away from your pretty white lies.

The dance of the devil,

But why do I like it?

Why do I stay here

A sitting duck for you

An obvious victim

What else can I do?

I built you a palace

Way up in the clouds.

I built you a sanctuary

But you've shut me out now.

Shattered, torn, ripped and crushed

Is it worth picking it back up?

I don't know if I want to try again.

I don't know how to deal with this stuff.

QueenBee

VT

14 years old

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