Broken Pieces

As of yesterday, I'm back in the fighting game
Fighting to keep my heart strong, and to make sure it doesn't shudder and break once again.
I'm Torn up but i will be strong once again, I gotta find the strength and fight this to the end.
So i call on God, but I can't believe I'm going through this again.

The pain aches through my chest, no matter how strong, the pain comes regardless
Tears flow heavier then ever. Confusion and headaches come more frequently, hoping things will get better
but will they ever. Listen to your gut feeling. I choose to ignore it and look past it.
I shouldn't of did that because now i cant seem to move past this.

I don't get it. I've been through this before but this time it just seems different.
My past and flashbacks are back, because of this i feel used and i cant seem to understand that.
You wouldn't understand, because you don't know my past,
So i guess you wouldn't understand why i felt like that.

I put on a smile to the people around me, faking my grin from cheek to cheek. Trying to be the most discreet.
I write poetry because that's the only way i feel at peace.
Peace. I'm guessing that's were your at without me.
I know my heart has broken pieces, but I'm not broken yet you see.
But patience is key. So let me wait and see.
Everything is in your hands now, every move and decision you make, it all comes down to you now.