Thousands of pieces
Like a porcelain plate
Never one house
Never one place
Lost in a sea
In search of for the key
The treasure
Lies all tangled in a web
Always guessing
Always questions
No answers
No idea why?
Could she have broken me more?
Could she hurt me more?
When is it enough?
Hitting me, screaming at me, pulling me, bashing me, leaving me.
Laying there cleaning up for her
Picking up the pieces
Sweeping up her mess
She is always running away
No not me
No I won't
I will glue the pieces
I will fix me
I will not let her beat me
I will not be broken
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