Broken

Ah it doesn’t seem to matter anymore
whether it’s a want
or a need.
You became a part of me, you see,
a long time ago…
a part I can’t seem to do without
no matter how much I try
or think I should…
Your faceless voice on repeat in my head
telling me I’m not broken:
Oh but you’re wrong.
I know now it’s just
that you didn’t want to see:
how broken I was
how broken I remain.

And all your talk about ego
while ignoring your own?
Well, I have always seen more of you
than you’re able to admit…
it’s not entirely your fault, so
I don’t hold it against you;
But all the same, it would have been helpful
if you could have just been as honest with yourself
as you asked
me to
be.

klm
8/28/23

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