BrokenA Poem by Michael Leon Wilsonnot feelin like being... periodbroken dreams this broken day, broken spirit, in every way, broken hearts, my lungs lie on a surgical tray, i have been silenced on the broken day, these broken hands can feel no broken glass, these broken nerves cant feel this broken past, these broken breaths i breathe for nothing because the only thing the breathe for was not ment to last these broken feet can walk no more, im on my knees begging to breathe, choking on oxigen i feel nothing but need like im popped op on oxycotin, broken hands from these wars long foughten the reasoning long forgotten, through these broken eyes you can see the broken dreams, but only a broken soul, will know what it means. My heart is bursting through these broken seams. broken brain, so insane, all in vein, so much pain, i tryed too hard, i love too much, i destroy everything i touch, these eyes they cry no more, no more tears, and nothing to fear, nothing to love and no one to be loved by. forever broken is why i cry, forever broken until i die, in this prison of thoughts, forever broken i will cry
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2 Reviews Added on December 17, 2011 Last Updated on December 17, 2011 AuthorMichael Leon Wilsonjacksonville, FLAboutI'm sick with frantic rhymes that can be dark, morbid , scary sensual or just plain strange. What makes me different is I write about anything, with no filter. more..Writing
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