What could have been

NinjaGirl

maybe it could have been different

had they reacted some other way

had instincts to keep them far from astray

 

maybe I would have been okay

had they done something right away

had they helped me on the first day

 

maybe my story wouldn't be so broken

if they could have done something different, would they have?

 

maybe...maybe

maybe it could have been different.

But no amount of maybe repairs a broken child.

  • Author: NinjaGirl (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 14th, 2025 20:00
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  • Poetic Licence

    Questions I and many others have always asked like yourself. There are those who will say it happened when you were a child, you should of got over it by now. To me your last line says it all, I have tried my whole life to find a repair kit that works and I haven't. For me a raw write, nicely expressed and written

    • NinjaGirl

      People always want you to get over it... I don't think that will ever end. But they don't understand...a hurt kid keeps crying, keeps screaming, keeps yelling until someone comes to help.

      • Poetic Licence

        I totally agree

      • sorenbarrett

        That common thought that most have of what if. What could have been, should have been, would have been never are able to be answered. A very powerful statement the last sentence. It rings out in anguish of regret and doubt. But a broken child may still find repair within themselves if given a chance for the glue to dry and the cement to set. A lovely write NinjaGirl

        • NinjaGirl

          The patience of waiting for cement and glue to solidify is rarely found... not before something else seems to wreck the creation again.

          • sorenbarrett

            New breaks may occur but if the original break is well fixed it will not break there again

          • Tristan Robert Lange

            🥷 poet , this is quiet but devastating…each “maybe” pulling me closer to that final, unshakable truth. The restraint in your words makes the impact hit even harder. Very, very relatable. Beautifully written, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛



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