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I stay up late with my best friends
anxiety and regret
we go over and over and over again
the things I coulda woulda shoulda said
I stand here naked and shamed
vulnerable to everything
and you just see right past me
if i'm being honest, I can't be honest cause you don't even want me when I hide
if I'm being honest, I can't reach out because my heart has my arms tied
I want to be open - I want to be whole
but maybe he broke me too my core
if I'm being honest, for everyone's sake, I think I may be better off alone
About the Creator
Ellie Hoovs
Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.
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