E-RYT 500, yoga instructor for children and adults

Heart Broken Record

Every word I said that pierced someone’s heart

Plays on repeat in my head.

Sometimes quietly, sometimes

It fills the room and I can barely hear my own heart beating.

Occasionally it skips and scratches,

“you HURT me . . .  HURT me   . . .  HURT me.”

Perhaps it’s a penance or punishment.

“Someday I’ll break that fucking record,”

I say as a hand shakily reaches out and places the needle

Back at the beginning.

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  1. […] in our relationship. It felt good to be acknowledged, and helped take the sting out of my failures. Much like revealing my scar, the more I open up and show the wounded parts of myself, the more I […]

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