Fixing Me

Get away from
me
don't try and
fix me I'm not
broken.

I am fine
i don't need your
help
I will hang
on.
I'm not broken

Leave me
alone.
I don't need
you
I won't give up my
life for you
Don't try and fix me

I am not broken
I am not helpless
I am still here
fighting for myself

Yet it hurts so much
how can one act
hurt so much
I'm not broken

I feel so alone
nothing to help me
escape the
pain.
don't try and fix me

I can't cry
I can't feel
I can't hurt
anymore
I am broken



Poetry by sweet despair
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Written on 2008-12-29 at 03:56

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It is strange how our pride rises to the fore when we are in most need of a helping hand sweet despair! we push away exactly what we cry out for the most, but those who love us never give up on us, whether we feign hating the help or now.

Great expression here, welcome to a safe haven in Poetbay

Happy 2009 to you

Tai
2008-12-29


Dee Daffodil
No...you aren't broken. A little bruised perhaps, trod on, banged up, splintered here and then and perhaps close to shattering...but you are not broken. You write terrific poetry, full of emotion...so how can you possibly be broken ? :-)
Hugs,
Dee
2008-12-29