Broken Only To Mend

Broken Only To Mend prose poem

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I picked my broken body off the ground, put ice on my broken smile, I choked back my tears without a sound, yet I loved you ALL the while.

I clung to each of your word to every single promise, I had faith in your lies. Yet your hands would leave me in distress, no one could hear my silent cries.

You told me if I ever left you’d make sure I’d never forget, you did your best to brainwash me. I woke up this morning and left with no regret, you taught me a lesson I needed to see.

I’m bigger, better, and stronger now, no one will ever repeat these acts again. I can walk into LOVE with open eyes, because my heart will surely mend.

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