I, BrokenA Poem by Prototato
I'm broken, shattered
Beaten, tattered Weary, beaten Poorly treated Tears staining the earth I tread, Graceless, I'm fed up to the brink of insanity With these pointless words. The thoughts like a tidal wave Starving me of all I need The emotions swirling faster than Dorothy's tornado Mind pulsing Heart shattered Soul running scenarios Nothing as it should be and everything out of place I keep walking forward. Fear I no longer fear, for there is nothing to fear Ravings as a madman A plan formulates in my mind As shattered and broken as it may be I keep walking Carrying my soul's powdered pieces My heart's exploding emotions I found my reason to walk. I tread on See a face An actual face is revealed And then there's hope. And a reason to fight. I gain strength I tread faster, harder, stronger Anger replacing numbness Anger at the world for pushing my hand Anger at myself for letting it come to this Anger at all that stood in my way And it fuses my soul's sand into glass It dissolves the crazy emotions Welds together my mind It's clear now I push on I force on I tumble on and I power through the pain I'm fed up Anger mingles with hope Determination with insanity Creativity with a sense of purpose And my path is clear. I, broken Tread through Life bends, creaks, moans It tries to stop my procession But it's too late Because not even I, broken, could stop me now.
© 2017 PrototatoAuthor's Note
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Added on July 19, 2017Last Updated on July 19, 2017 AuthorPrototatoLittle Canada, MNAboutI'm an aspiring author of 16 years, and according to my family and friends, I have some sort of raw talent for it. Personally, I don't see it... What I DO see is my insanity. I'd love for your anal.. more..Writing
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