Sidewalk Prophets Make Me Broken Novels & Stories

That Cross will walk free because I'm not strong enough. *I wish you were here. You always knew what to say. You'd probably tell me to breathe and trust myself. That I'm stronger than I think.* *I don't feel strong. I feel broken. But I'm going to do this anyway. For you. For every woman who can't speak up. For myself.* *I miss you. Every day. The foundation helps. Knowing your name is attached to something good. But I'd trade it all to have you back.* *Tomorrow, I'm going to tell the world what he took from us. And I'm going to make sure he pays.*

“The bridge was made to heal… and it starts with us choosing each other every time.” The vault trembled on the edge of total collapse. A massive new crack split wider overhead. Huge slabs of concrete broke free, plunging straight down as the ocean roared in with fresh fury. Theo shouted. “More debris coming—brace!” Elias pulled the pods tighter. “The walls are buckling fast!” Seraphina held the newborns close. “They’re trusting the light. Don’t let it fade, Hope!” Victor’s final roar shook everything. “The deep takes you now!”

I said with an adittude. "shut up." Nate said. "fuck you." I replied. "are you coming or nah?" Hayes asked playfully. "don't ever say that again." I chuckled "and no. killing people doesn't make me hungry, sorry." I said. everyone exited the car one by one. even Aubrey and Ella. I didn't complain though, I was just happy to finally be alone. if jacks a singer then that means he's a part time murder right? I fell in love with a physco path.

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."

He chuckled before whispering in my ear, "Everyone can be broken. You too will break. Soon." They both left a moment later, leaving me trembling and filled with dread. I placed one hand on my chest, feeling my heart thunder against my ribcage. I believed Eric's words. I believed it because, as I sat on that cold ground, overwhelmed by helplessness, something within me began to crack... ***

their worlds fell apart right from when I came into their lives. And they love me. I know that for a fact. They love me. They just... they just love me in their own way. They are both broken people whom I can't and will never turn my back on. So Noah can say what he wants to say. He can go fuck himself for all I care. What does he know about anything? He's just a... I clamp a hand around my mouth and sniff. My legs are moving so fast on the pavement but I still doubt that I'd be able to get back to the slum neighbourhood tonight.

There was one thing true about what my Dad told me once, "Life is like a piano. The white keys show happiness and the black keys show sadness, but as you venture on in life, remember that the black keys also make music." I still have a long fight ahead of me. And this time, I won't sit back and watch everyone turn their backs on me.

They didn’t have to beg, unlike before. It was Honey who requested the song. She said it was for Kobe. She also said that she wants Kobe to know how she felt when they broke up so that he won’t do it again. ‘I missed your love since you've been gone,’ As soon as she started singing, goosebumps crept all over Lyken. ‘Shit! I really missed this woman!’ he said to himself. If only he could hug her right at that very moment, he would. The song was about to reach its chorus, so he sat properly to have a better look at her.

Monique "I'm not broken," I said quietly, the words escaping my lips like a confession I wasn’t sure I believed. I wanted to... God, I wanted to. Because what is a broken person, really? Is it someone who cries at night and hides it in the morning? Someone who gives their heart to someone and watches them shatter it without warning? If so, maybe I was broken. But I didn’t want to be. “I know you’re not,” Marcus said gently, his voice solid and sure.