my body is broken
my heart has been broken – repaired – a temporary job.
my relationships have walked with each friend who has forgotten i am stuck here.
my tenacious grip on things loosened by weakened fingers
my spirit smashed when my word was doubted.
you …YOU… HOW COULD IT BE YOU?
using weapons i gave you – my open mind…my worst fears…my scars were shown.
using tricks that i told you broke me before.
but you were here to make me feel fixed
i should have been WORTH more.
i am ENTITLED to better
why do i get to THIS POINT…
help me… i will to improve…to feel better