Broken Again

I lay here shattered broken.
Heart broken.
Nothing left but a small piece of a young girl who has nothing.
She tries to move on but
its hard to move on
when you were just
used to being kicked around.
I close my eyes wishing all the pain away but i cant,
its still there enclosing on my throat.
I can't breath. My voice is shaking and body trembling.
I'm dieing a slow and painful death
which I had not deserved one bit.
I hadn't done anything wrong but care for a person.
but caring must of gotten me no where.
He was gone just like that leaving me in a state of mind no one needs to be left at.
Again i whisper:
"Again i was left
again i was forgotten
Again i was broken...."