Broken.

A Poem by quiet_nomad

About our imperfections and being able to understand them, and still carry on.

Broken.

We're flawed and cracked,
Like precious stones,
Hidden away, hiding facts,
Charging on regardless!

I'm damaged goods,
That broken box,
Emotionally flawed, misunderstood,
Charging on regardless!

The soul within is not defeated,
Just beaten and weary,
To the game, I've conceded,
Charging on regardless!

I can only be beaten,
By, that which I am,
I understand that I am broken,
Yet I charge on, regardless!

© 2015 quiet_nomad

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Added on August 16, 2015
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quiet_nomad

Saskatoon, Canada

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Hi I am just here to share some of my poetry, and get a feel from the crowd, I like to try and keep my work simple, some may say childishly easy. But there in lies the work. The use of large words oft.. more..

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