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A poem for the constantly breaking

By MaervelPublished about a year ago 1 min read
Photo by Marianna Smiley on Unsplash

It creeps up on you


Shards, a glimmer of their former self

It eats and gnaws and builds, tile by tile, block on block, a formidable fortress of broken things

Words spoken too soon, too late… words unspoken

Promises taking lone bullets long before the sunrise

Hearts shredded before they ever could beat


We heal and break again before the glue is dry

Ghosts of yesterday’s hurt waltzing delicately in the shadows

Every heart a suspect


Is it real? Worth it? Is it reserved for a lucky few?

Does it matter?


We find and lose it all again

The unrelenting cycle of pain too familiar

An unwelcome warmth, a staggered but well-oiled cycle

It stops somewhere, we hope

It ends

And we go forward, and then backwards to heal and hurt again.

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About the Creator


Long before Medicine sought my heart and time, words stood by me and held me in a sweet warm embrace. And here again, they remind me that we are far from done on this journey.


Maybe someday I'll love again.

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