Pain Feeling Broken Quotes Novels & Stories

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*

It's just that, My heart broke, And mended, With you, On the outside, And then he came, And you left, Forever. Once I was a glass figurine, perfect to the eye, fragile underneath. Since you used your words as weapons I am ground to the finest of dust - still glass, yet vulnerable to any gust. I still feel pain, so much raw pain, but I can't be broken anymore. You did your worst, but I am still here, sparkling in the midwinter light.

It is as if the world finally crumbled as there is no light to give him a good sight. “But you need to get out of this” Ian is laughing behind his song it is as if he wanted to express how he truly felt and he is right. There are people who is touched by his words. “ And start your life again” It is happy but for Ian, the words in his voice is not that fun. He is in pain. He can no longer say what happiness truly is. His face show that he is smiling but deep inside he is broken. As if he is a broken vase sticked together. Looking all so complete but in reality it is broken and can no longer hold any more damage. It is as if at anytime he can shatter and fall.

I didn’t have the strength. She sat on the couch behind me, and then I felt her hand gently rubbing my back. It was warm and comforting—like someone was trying to put my broken pieces back together. Even though she had no idea what was going on, she could feel my pain. “What happened?” she asked softly. “Why do you feel so… broken?” That last word—broken—stabbed deep into my chest. Not because it was cruel, but because it was true. I was broken. That’s exactly what I was. And just hearing someone say it out loud made me cry all over again.

He took a deep breath and continued. "I can't take the weight of your love, I just can't. I'm getting lost on you, I feel like you'll be safe in the hands of another. I'm beyond damaged, I'm broken to the core. There are times I've felt maybe I'm not broken, just bent, but now, now I know I'm broken. Despite knowing broken things still work, I also know there's an expiry date. Broken things work till they don't."

As the evening breeze drifted through the open windows, his eyes seemed to sparkle. I suddenly remembered a line from that letter I'd so carelessly dismissed: "Love happens in this world Like the gentle clink of ice in a glass, Like summer's sweet tea on a perfect day."

"Whose ugliness is permanent?" Her chin lifted. "If you think I'll break, then you don't know what being broken feels like." Her words hit a place I didn't expect. I had seen people snap before. But she was different. "Hmmm, you think you are tough, right?" I snickered. "I will break your spirit and make you eat up your words." "You don't want to know how many times I was broken," she smiled. "Simply put, I can't be broken again."

I built with her, including my life. I threw the glass that I am holding at the wall and I heard it break and shatter into pieces. The pain that I am feeling right now is more than broken glass and it is nothing in comparison. I cannot glue it. I cannot stick it back and it kills me right now. All I have right now is a miserable life. I shake my head every time I remember what happened to me. I am full of pains and regrets right now and I don’t know where to start. I can’t even think clearly because the pain and anger that I feel right in my heart is louder than what my brain is saying.

"I'm sorry Charity, I won't be going to the victim's home today. Something came up. We'll go some other time" I think the phrase, shattering of heart is a bit too underrated and considered too literal, used in literary works and in certain kind of situations to prove how pleasant our grasp of good grammar is cause I can testify that my heart practically broke into a million pieces that all the glue in the world wouldn’t even dare put together if they tried as I read through Detective Roman's message that morning.