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I'm Sorry Youre Hurting

Nov 18, 2024
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Updated: Jul 17, 2025

By Michelle Lamzouzam Dsa


What I find hard is to watch, 

To have to watch without being able to fix this broken string. 

A broken string that I once saw stringing, 

A string that was plucked and strummed on, 

Played with everyday, 

Stretched, twisted and tied, 

Till it eventually lost it’s elasticity. 


I hate having to watch Something I’ve seen before, 

Something for which I know there is no cure.

All I can do is watch, 

And be present so as to maybe be of some help.


I want to tell you to be okay,

And to just be.

Because you can.

In fact that’s all you have to do. 

You’re enough.


I look at you and I feel what I’d once felt, 

For what was my forever.

I’m here to tell you, 

That this will not be yours.


By Michelle Lamzouzam Dsa


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