Impair

 No one tells you how hard it is to be damaged.


They always tell you how hard its going to be

to heal yourself.

And how hard it is going to be, to get to a better place.


But no one warns you about how painful it is to be broken.


To acknowledge your flaws, and your flaws flaws but

not being able to move on from the scathing in your soul.

The built but broken walls.


And no one tells you how traumatizing it is to be fragmented.


How you need to somehow love yourself with these pieces,

while you heal to be someone better,

even though you despise every fucking inch of all the dirt inside you that you're trying to erase.


No one tells you how difficult it is to be ruptured.


From deeper down than you ever thought it was.

And how hurtful it is each time you realize its worse than you imagined to begin with.

And how disgusted you feel each time you learn more about your impairment.


No one tells you.

But I'm here to tell you.


It fucking hurts.


Being damaged is revolting and the pain never stops.



No one tells you.

But I'm here.


It's so hard being damaged.


-Fez.

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