Broken To Pieces

we brake things on the outside, a mirror, a bottle, a relationship... because we're trying to escape what's broken inside of us. In order to fix things, we have to start within ourselves.

i pick up the pieces of the broken mirror
maybe i'll see myself clearer
but i won't, no
cause what's broken is not on the exterior
but deep inside of my soul
and just like the bottles on the floor
i'm empty inside
and all of the liquor
can't make me whole

Reviews

[Tamara Beryl Latham]

Your poem is heart-wrenching. The reader is able to see the images of bottles on the floor and the pieces of the broken mirror and relate them to your mental pain. We are able to feel your state of depression. Nicely written.

Thanks for sharing. :)

[Amanda Moubarak]

thank you so much for reading and for your lovely comment. it means a lot that you can relate to my writings :)

[Tamara Beryl Latham]

No problem. Just keep up with your writing. :)

[Paul Bell]

I've decided mirrors are bloody dangerous things.
Though I suppose we really have to look deeply into them to fix ourselves.
What's that great saying. You need to love yourself before you can love the world.
Wonder if there's anyone who's not broken in some way.

[Amanda Moubarak]

haha yes, we underestimated mirrors. lol. i agree with what you said 100%. i believe we are all broken in some way, but that's okay, it's not about the whole package as we think, it's about every single piece that matters

[light and ashes]

This is so wise and insightful....A superb write

[Amanda Moubarak]

Thank you so much! it means a lot

[Coyote Poetry]

Honest and true words Amanda.
"cause what's broken is not on the exterior
but deep inside of my soul "
Rarely we see real face. People afraid to show real face or emotions. A powerful and worthwhile poem shared.
Coyote

[Amanda Moubarak]

yes true. thank you so much!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Amanda.