Its all a myth By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
I hurt but am I completely broken?
I can barely hear the words that are spoken.
I left my heart around you, vulnerable and open.
You took it and smashed it, left it scattered.
But am I still broken?
You beat me.
He used me.
She killed my spirits.
And him, he left me.
Did they leave me broken?
She put relationships above me.
He told me I was over reacting.
He took advantage of me.
She left when I needed her most.
But am I still broken?
I tried for suicide, but it turns out 11others died.
I couldnt break a heart that was already stolen.
I tried to run and hide, but that didn't work out.
You found me and broke me again.
But how can I be broken, while still standing?
How can I go on to tomorrow if I can barely go through today?
Because maybe im not broken, I just gained power, I gained experience. So I know when you ask, "are you okay"
And I look at you and yet im still unspoken, look at me with tears of passion, for I am not broken, it is a phase.
Things will change, people will too, they fade like the seasons, then become new.
Being broken is all a myth, because if you can live till tomorrow, that should be considered a gift.
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