BROKEN


BROKEN

Fissures of the heart and soul

Voids, vast emptiness
Tears rolling mixing with nose mucus

Gut wrenched, shuddering

The pain so deep it folds the body over

Place fist in mouth to stuff the screams

Back into the depths of this worthless soul

Mind screaming in silence
God end this life now,

Take this body, end the pain please

The pain of mistakes with no do-over

Too late, too late

Broken and screaming in silence

Broken

About lenwilliamscarver

A simple woman of simple means, walking a gravel road on my journey, made stronger by paths taken barefoot, pain endured, and revealed in these writings. Mistakes made some taught a lesson some lessons ignored, now learning to forgive myself.
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