A shattered, broken heart once more

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There are things in life that you should never break; promises, trust, and someones heart.

Nothing hurts more than being disappointed by the one person who you thought would never hurt you.

As I sit here, crumpled on the floor, tears stream from my eyes and sobs ring out from within me. I feel like my soul is being torn apart as I realize that I truly loved him with all of my heart.

Knowing about my past, I thought that he would finally be the one to piece me back together again. Little did I know that eventually he would tear me apart all over again.

I am so in love with him that I ignored the signs. Too afraid of once again being alone, I didn’t want to see what was right infront of my eyes. Slowly he became a stranger who once meant everything to me.

As he walks towards the door and tells me he is leaving, I can feel the pain in my chest from the heartbreak. I can literally feel it as I struggle to catch my breath.
I punch the wall, hit the ground, scream. Try to make the pain go away, but nothing makes it leave. Not even the blade that makes the blood trickle from my wrist once again.

I am broken in a heap, left questioning something that I thought was unquestionable. My heart is breaking. My tummy hurting, tied up in a thousand knots as all my tiny butterflies inside just died.

There are plenty of ways to die. But only love can kill you and keep you alive to feel it.
For hearts can break. Yes hearts can break. I wish sometimes that we would die when they did, but we don’t. We are left here. Alive. Feeling every broken piece. Tortured. Minute by minute. Hour by hour. Day by day. The pain doesn’t leave. Like shardes of glass the pieces pierce us over and over.

I have felt my share. My god I have felt my share. In all honesty, I don’t remember what it feels like not to feel broken. For I have never felt whole.
But I thought that he was healing me. Yet here I sit, broken even more.
Alone again. I cannot eat. I cannot sleep. I barely make it through the day. I am trying so hard not to sink. Trying not drown. Trying not to just give up. Trying to not just stop living. How easy it would be to make this all just go away.

Some days all I want to do is lie in bed and take all of my medicine, so that I can finally fall asleep again before I fall apart. For I am scared that my heart cannot take much more pain.

The sadness it has already endured is enough for one lifetime. Why does it keep being punished? Is there something wrong with me? Am I unloveable? Will I be alone forever?

Depression creeps in. Darkness looms. Monsters and voices take control. I am worthless, useless, unwanted and many more.

My eyes are sore and hurting as yet again I am crying. I barely make it through each day without crying right now. Sadness fills my body, mind and soul. Pain eats me up inside. I am only functioning because I am on autopilot. In survival mode. I am used to living in survival mode, for I have done it my whole life.

More pain. More tears. Alone. Eurgh.

And yet, maybe my eyes need to be washed by the tears so that I can start to see a little clearer.

Maybe right now being alone is better than being around someone who hurts me. Around people who do not value me. Maybe this way I will not be hurt again.

After all, I have been alone most of my life. He didn’t love me before we met and I was strong enough to handle things by myself. But that doesn’t stop me being scared. It doesn’t stop this hurting. It doesn’t stop this pain.

I have lost the man I love. He hurt me.

I am losing another family all over again.

I am alone all over again.

My heart is broken all over again.
It was barely put back together as it was.

It takes a strong heart to love. But it takes an even stronger heart to continue to love after being hurt. I was willing to give him my heart…my all…my everything…my past. I gave him my trust. The hardest thing in the world.

Now I am left wondering just how much more my heart can take. Broken trust and sadness will now close it once again until honesty and love is finally found. It will not be easy for someone to break down my walls. For this heart has been broken too many times before.

I am sad. I am hurting. I am grieving. I am lost. I am ready to give up. Wondering just how much more this life wants to throw at me before it expects me to break.

I know I have to fight. I know I have to continue to somehow battle on, for the police case needs me more than ever…I have to protect other children…I have to become their voice….but I am frightened.

I am a fragile mess. Shattered. Broken pieces scattered across the ground. I don’t know how to put myself back together again this time. I’m not sure if I can when feeling so alone.

I am ready to stop fighting. I am tired. I am broken.

I am lonely. Fighting this battle alone is hard…scary…dark.

I guess it is when you feel like you are fighting alone in life that you should fight the hardest, because if you don’t, you won’t survive. For no-one is there to do it for you. No-one can put you back together but you.

I am lonely. I am fragile. I am shattered. Broken pieces scattered all around.

But somehow, I don’t know how, I am still fighting. I am not defeated.

Somehow, I will piece myself back together again… one tiny, fragile piece at a time.

Thanks for reading.
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3 thoughts on “A shattered, broken heart once more

  1. My heart is breaking for you. I am here beside you now and forever. Not everyone deserves your love. God removes people from our lives for a reason. You will survive this. I have faith in your ability to overcome.

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  2. I am so sorry that you are going through this. I understand completely how you feel. It’s hard enough for people who have been through what we have to open up to someone and really let them in. It doesn’t come easily for us and if we do find that someone, and we do let them in, it hurts so much more if it falls apart. We don’t just feel the loss. We fall so hard that it’s every bit of strength we have left to even attempt to get back up. But I know you have that strength. I know you will get through this because you’ve already gotten through the hardest things that life can throw at us. You are so strong and courageous and I have gotten through so many incredibly hard nights because of your writing. I am here if you ever want to talk to someone who gets it. You’ve got this. 💗❤️💕

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  3. So sorry to hear this sad news! Please don’t give in to the temptation to think that this act of abandonment is a reflection on your loveability and worth!!! Unfortunately, some people don’t have the inner strength to carry heavy loads – or they can only endure trials for a short period of time, and then they give up, and quit because they decide things are too hard! I’m sure you would consider it a great luxury to have the choice to NOT CARRY the burden that was placed squarely on your young shoulders so many years ago …but you are made of sterner stuff!!! You seem to have an extremely strong inner core, with a loud voice that won’t let you quit until you have victory…that’s the message I hope you continue to listen to! Despite serious assaults on your body and mind, you are still standing!!!!!!!!! Battered and bruised, but not defeated!!!!!! Please give yourself the time and space you need to regroup for the next step forward, because I believe “the best is yet to be”, and you, my dear, certainly are overdue for some serious blessings!!!!
    Take good care of yourself, be patient, be calm, and have hope! You have more of us in your camp than you realize! Lean hard on your close friends when you need to…
    You can do this, and we’re right here beside you, cheering you on! Don’t quit now – regain your focus and finish this mission with renewed strength . Sending lots of love ❣️

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