Broken Pieces

I keep breaking off

All of these

Important pieces

Of myself.

I have all of these

Silly little hopes,

That I can somehow make

You whole again.

But you keep taking

These pieces from me

And not growing at all.

Piece by piece,

Day by day,

I am being chipped away.

I know that there

Is so much

That you still need.

But I,

I can't give you

Any more of myself.

There is almost nothing left

Of the person

I used to be.

Now I am afraid

To look in the mirror,

For fear that I

May not even recognize

The girl

Who stares back at me.