I break myself again and again
just so i can i fix me again
People might not see the cracks from the breaking or the scars that linger after the jitters and the shaking
Those silent screams i can't seem to avoid
Trying to feel my heart beat
no nothing there just a void
A void that is not cold or empty but a static dark
Some part of me think that i got addicted to the healing
Other just hate it when i start breaking apart
They break my mind multiple times, but i myself break
My heart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem