You taught me to only see
the fractures behind my eyes.
Always short of your expectations.
A child born with only the broken pieces,
always searching for the repair manual.
Always wondering when will I see your pride...
When will you finally love me?
When will you see my beauty
beyond my fractures?
The sad truth is you can't.
I don't even believe
you can love and it's
not your fault because
it's the fracture you
were born with.
No repair manual
can repair that.
You always hated
that I could see it.
It's why you taught me
to only see my fractures
like your father did to you.
A family tradition I will
fracture...
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Echo\'s of Destiny (
Offline) - Published: August 30th, 2026 07:42
- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
Some people only see the defects and are incapable of noticing the good which they believe should be taken for granted. Well written
Thank you for reading and sharing your perspective! I couldn't agree more! ❤️
You are most welcome
A good Father can fracture that.
Thank you for reading and sharing your perspective! 😊
Enjoyed the structure in this emotional write
It's the final line that makes it a fav
Can see your strength in it
Thank you! I am happy that you enjoyed it despite it being very emotional! I felt the final line was the perfect way to end it to ensure whoever reads it that there is hope for the future especially for those who have gone through the same situation and are trying to break generational curses.
You got the message across perfectly
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