I am

I am broken.

Truth be told I was never fixed.

I am beaten.

Still I can see the sky.

And there is a breath inside.

I am bruised.

On the surface, 

painted pictures of black and blue.

I am not dead.

Still I'm one hot mess.

 

Blurry eyed. 

I climb onto my knees.

and continue my stride.

Pulling the ground beneath me.

Reaching inword, to move onword.

 

I am human.

Watch me as I survive. 

Reviews

[Dai Edenburough]

What a neat way of showing how you can take a beating and come back at the world!