Breaking Point

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Personal (Hope)

A person can only bear
so much guilt and hurt
before it makes them
cave into themselves.

 

This is where I am-
my breaking point.

 

The weight I’ve carried
all these years,
the tears that have
burned my skin,
it’s destroyed me.

 

I don’t know what’s
justified anymore;
everything seems like
a lie fabricated
in my imagination.

 

So I let this break me,
rip me apart
until there’s nothing left.

 

So I can start rebuilding
my heart into something
that won’t collapse
under the weight
of a feather.

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