humans break.

they can be perfectly sound physically, no bone fractures, no tears.


they’re shattered.

I’m shattered.


I am a grain of dust

a small crack of what I was.

and I don’t know how to fix it.

I don’t know what id did to deserve this

I don’t know what went wrong.

I can’t say id did everything right

it’s an excuse.

it’s me trying to believe it wasn’t my fault.

but it was.

it’s only my fault.

so why should I fight?

why should I demand something I lost any right to?

i can’t

i can’t go on

but i can’t look back

i shouldn’t

but what am i looking forward to?



a dark abyss

i don’t even see any road signs at this point.

I’m done.

all i want is to be happy again.

I’ve forgotten how to be happy.

I’m not sure if I’ll ever remember.



  1. Iris? Are you ok? (This doesn’t sound like you’re ok- but I have, on occasion, misinterpreted people’s fictional writings as personal, so I thought I’d better ask.)
    And, operating under the assumption that this is personal- What’s wrong? What happened?
    Whatever the answer is, I’ll be praying for you.

    1. Thanks 🙂 This one is actually personal, but I’m not comfortable yet to share what it is. I appreciate the prayers though, I could really use them.

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