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Hurting inside.
I am wounded
I am broken
I am sad
You punched a hole straight threw my chest, but see no problem with it.
You build me up just to tear me down, to revel in my overwhelming sorrow.
Can I withstand this seemingly never ending typhoon?
I am broken
I am sad
You punched a hole straight threw my chest, but see no problem with it.
You build me up just to tear me down, to revel in my overwhelming sorrow.
Can I withstand this seemingly never ending typhoon?
Published 30th Dec 2021
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30th Dec 2021 3:50am
1st Jan 2022 3:02pm
Yes, you can. Today is a new day, a new year, and a new you. Hugs and peace, Oral
16th Feb 2022 11:06pm
I get the impression you are talking about yourself in both roles.
Sometimes we are hardest on ourselves, and the mood swings can be devastating. There is a big gap from high to low, and that fall can hurt. Your poem captures the rollercoaster ride. May it work out for you. Hug.
Sometimes we are hardest on ourselves, and the mood swings can be devastating. There is a big gap from high to low, and that fall can hurt. Your poem captures the rollercoaster ride. May it work out for you. Hug.
1st Jul 2022 3:38am
