i am not a damsel in distress

i am a damsel in dis

dress

torn

ripped

by a man who said i could trust him

he lied

and here i sit

wondering

if i’ll ever get the pieces to fit

again

or if i’ll just keep falling

forever

he’s still out there

in that big wide world

i wonder

if he thinks of me ever

or even regrets

sometimes

i ask myself if i should have said

anything

but then i remember it’s too late

i am stuck

all others move forward

but i am frozen

that night i screamed but

no one heard

That dress scars me still