Broken - A Poem

 

BROKEN

 

The light filters through the cracks

That once were the whole of me.

There’s a scar on my back

That reminds me I am not free.

 

I am broken into pieces,

Left to rot in this place

Where the pain never ceases

And the world is not safe.

 

How do I live with this fear?

When does the misery end?

How do I see my way clear

To be free and happy again?

 

I am broken into pieces

Left to die without grace.

Where the pain never ceases

And the world is not safe.