Novel & Cerita Pain Feeling Broken Quotes

My mind adds the phrase “not anymore.” Immediately, I answered the call. It's the haunted sound of her cry and the trembling of her lips as she speaks. “I’m broken. I feel totally stupid and hurt right now because Ben just broke up with me. I saw it coming, Denver.” Fuck, the way she mentioned my name with the haunted sounds from her lips.

“You’re not stupid. Seeking a break from emotional pain is not stupid. It’s not crazy. I don’t need to know how broken that made you feel, but I want you to know that you’re more than this. You’re more than the pain you feel or want to feel.” “No, I’m not.” “Yes, you are. You’re more…”

🥀 CLARA'S POV 🥀 My heart felt like it had been shattered into a million pieces, each one piercing my soul like a shard of glass. The pain was overwhelming, a crushing weight that threatened to consume me. I felt empty, and hollow, like a part of me had been ripped away. Every breath I took felt like a struggle, every beat of my heart a reminder that the person I love would never love me back. My heart was broken, extremely broken, and I didn't know how to put it back together again. All I could do was hold on to the fragments, and hope that someday, somehow, I would find a way to heal.

Damian asks. Am I okay? I feel dirty. I feel violated. I feel used. I'm in unbearable pain. I'm covered in blood, piss, and semen. I can taste shit in my mouth. My body won't stop trembling. There's tears falling from my eyes. He broke me.

“Partners have told you it’s your fault?” “Yes.” I look down at my hands. “They say I’m too tense. Or that I’m faking the buildup to make them feel good. Some get angry. Some just… stop trying.” My voice cracks on the last word. “But it’s real. I feel broken.” He leans forward slightly. Elbows on knees. The movement brings him closer without crowding. “You’re not broken.” Simple. Firm. No pity. Just fact. My eyes snap up to his.

- Caitlin Cooper ************************************ The line from this quote "when you're broken you need to be reborn" resembles me so much. I was broken to the extent that I was not even seeing the positive light in my life. I did not know how to save myself from the damage that was done to me; I could not even see the shore to survive or land; I was too into the depth of the water to be saved. The only person that can keep myself from going insane was only me; Only. Me. I. was the only one now who can rescue myself from the detriment I was going to foist upon myself. Throughout my life while growing up I only heard people saying "I'm suffering so much or I'm in pain" but I only understo

The stress and the pain would be intensified by a thousandfold to the day she was undone. “In fact, there’s no reason for me to love you again. Once a mirror is shattered, you can never get it back to its original state, despite your best efforts. “It’s like my heart was broken into pieces. You can try to piece it back but the cracks will always be there. Every line of crack represents the pain that I’ve gone through in the past. You might still have a place in my heart, but I can’t just move on from the pain…”

Pain… I know pain. I know how it feels, how it can twist and break you until you’re nothing but fragments of who you used to be. I’m shattered, and I can’t be fixed. Happiness is fleeting—whenever I think I’ve found it, it slips through my fingers, leaving me even more broken than before. Have you ever been in a place where you can’t cry anymore, even when you desperately needed to? When the tears just won’t come, no matter how much you want to let it all out?

Pain makes the heart weak, It breaks from the inside, It could cloud our judgment, And break lovers apart... ©Oluwatoyosi Precious POV Pain. All I felt was pain. All I remembered was pain. My heart was broken all over again, my body was waging a war against my mind. I couldn't think straight and all I saw was darkness. I pushed myself to the limit, telling myself there was light after this. My body was in pain yet I struggled to keep moving. And then it was like there was a door.

I can let go of everything. “You left me broken,” my words are quiet, waiting for his reply. He doesn’t. He just stays quiet. “When you left and didn’t come back, you broke me, and I hated you. You told me you would never leave me broken, and you did. Even when you got back, you left me broken, and I still am.” I am broken. Everything that lingers in my mind would have been solved so long ago. I feel the flogger run across my body. I moan against the touch as it makes me crazy. The feeling is so soft, so gentle. His lips are slowly kissing mine, slowly moving down to my neck.