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Break

If I didn’t sedate myself

   To feel numb

I think my heart would break a thousand times in a day

     If I wasn’t so afraid

I’d let myself feel it all

    And I’d fall

I’d fall

  Over and over again 

I’d fall 

   If I felt everything 

I’d stumble

   I’d be humbled

I’d break an infinite amount of times

   I’d get lost in my feelings

And stuck in my mind

    If I didn’t do my best

To feel nothing at all

    I’d feel too much

And I’d surely fall

    Fragile

Like the wings of an angel

   I can fly

If I try

  But I could fall again

I would break

   Piece by piece

I’d crack


    So I don’t jump

I don’t fly

   I don’t let myself feel much

And try to pretend that I am tough enough

   When really

I am just someone

   Who feels fragile

And with every step that I take

   I am afraid that I’ll finally break.


CH 1/17/25

    

 
 
 

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