A DIFFERENT KIND OF BROKEN

A DIFFERENT KIND OF BROKEN

A Poem by Evelynne Tionge

Glass shatters and so do dreams
oceans die when deprived of streams
Even the sun hides and trees give no shade
Like a pyramid card game without a spade

Everyone breaks down at times
Their pain costs not a kings ransome in dimes
They head nowhere with their daily tasks
Cladding their villany in virtuous masks

My pain is fresher than the scars
And i come upon no hope in the stars
I possess a river of held back tears
Beggoten from unelucidated fears
A thousands holes cover my heart
That has learnt so well to mask the hurt

But if you look a little closer
You will realise i do not have any closure
I own nothing but a broken down soul
Burried deep within a heart turned raw
Helplessness lies beneath my twisted deeds
And emptiness deep within my soul breeds

I am a different kind of broken
To the bottom of the end i have fallen
I can not be repaired by a scalpel
Nor revived on an alter in a chapel
I am too far across the "no return" line
The only sound left is my heart's flattline

© 2013 Evelynne Tionge


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Added on December 7, 2013
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Evelynne Tionge
Evelynne Tionge

Lusaka, Lusaka, Zambia



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