__________________
I am fragile
falling
and breaking
over and over.
I reach out to
lovers
who have left
for another.
I feel
I'm drowning
emerged in
lost hopes,
confused and
mentally
reciting old
and forgotten
tropes.
My trauma
is real
fostering
multiple
heartbreaks,
often I feel
there's
not much more
I can take.
Inside I feel
pushed and pulled
she left me
in the night
once again a fool.
I wonder
if I'll ever
be what
someone needs
their true love
the main one
they want to please.
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About the Creator
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Sam Harty is a poet of raw truth and quiet rebellion. Author of Lost Love Volumes I & II and The Lost Little Series, her work confronts heartbreak, trauma, and survival with fierce honesty and lyrical depth. Where to find me
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