Broken Doll

I’m stuck in this endless loop.

There must be some way to fix this.

But it’s a binary proposition. There is no middle ground. On or off. Yes or no.

So I give. Or he gives.

And I can’t. And he can’t.

And loop back to the beginning. Cascade through each step. Loop back to the beginning. I’m back in the helpless place. I lost control and everything fell apart. Inside my guts twist and my mind is black.

No relief in tears. Grasping at threads, but broken, all broken.

Those things I was rebuilding are crumbling all over again.

I’m stuck here and I feel like I want it more than he does.

Shattered shattered shattered.