Broken

I've read a lot of broken words

Wounded beyond repair

Sadness wrapped in tears and ink

And stories of despair

Poets are truly a special breed

They write the things they hide

Showing strangers they've never met

The pain that lives inside

Hiding their souls from those they love

Choosing paper to be their friend

Telling their secrets to a special kind

In places their hearts can mend

Hoping that someone can understand

The meaning of their grief

Where an unseen friend will extend a hand

And offer a little relief

Poets are truly a special breed

Through words that's never spoken

Though some are sure of who they are

Most are simply broken

Reviews

[Mary]

true true, but we also sing our joys and celebrations! Well done!

[Peaceworker22]

Cheers to that. Sad : ). (clink) Ah! Good whiskey!

[....]

I too love the second stanza, simply amazing and true

[Whiskurz]

Thanks again my friend......Whisk

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I liked this very much

[Muse]

You wrote:

Poets are truly a special breed
They write the things they hide
Showing strangers they've never met
The pain that lives inside

I couldn't agree more...I think a lot of writer's find WC to be a place of refuge. But even with that said..you can't just trust anyone.

Most of us...are broken...some of us...just do a better job of hiding it.

[allie_arrowz]

pretty much.
beautifully communicated.
thanks!

[MusicJunkie]

This is really good and completely true. Each word I was sitting here thinking "that describes me". It's one of those "tough truth" situations.

[Lily Mae]

I so agree..xo wow an amazing write..xo

[Freckled Princess]

Thank you.

[Maan]

this is simply gracious. . a meaningful poem. Love it.