How many more men?
How many times do I have to do it to stop?
It’s a habit now I guess.
A routine.
Find a guy that’s hurt and broken,
Or in a rough place.
Give them a piece of my heart to replace their missing one.
Stitch them back up with my bare hands.
Left Covered in blood of pain.
My tear stained shirt.
Slowly getting rid of my bruised shattered heart cause’ i know it’ll never be fixed.
So I slowly give it away until there's nothing left but an empty hole in my chest.
Once they are healed and healthy, I vanish.
Distance myself from them.
Move on to the next broken hearted and love deprived man.
I don’t realize I'm hurting them until it's too late.
Sometimes I even fall in love and get so scared,
That I still leave.Â
Because maybe I want to keep my heart broken.
I deserve the pain I'm getting.
Maybe I'm better off without a happy life.
Then I can atone for the mistakes I've made and hearts I've hurt.
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This is a clever write. I think many of us have felt unworthy of happiness and use distance to serve as a self punishment. Fear of attachment is a real thing. We can’t get hurt if we keep ourselves detached from others. But actually we cause ourselves the pain of loneliness. It is normally too late to fix it once we realise. Thanks for the thought provoking read today. I hope writing helps. Humans always make mistakes, not one person can say they are perfect. Your writing makes my brain tick on things. Many thanks indeedÂ
Gwen :)
I'm glad that my poetry can relate to others:) All of what you said is very true and I don't wish upon anyone to feel that way, but sadly a lot of us do. The writing is a great coping mechanism!Â
Bloody hell this gave me goosebumps
Deep, heartfelt write xxÂ
Isnt it weird how we all stick to a certain type...or we somehow draw those same types to us? By finding yourself with these men who need fixing, I think it shows that you have a big heart. Perhaps the reason you dont stick around is because in your heart you know "who" your perfect man is. Dreams are difficult to realise though, and impossible to live up to. Although, of course, you may just be scared of commitment and this will cause hurt too. I feel for you and I feel the pain through your heartfelt poem. Brilliant writing x