(19) I Am A Broken ManA Poem by Chris Smith WelshpoetcsI am a broken Man
Made of glass, shattered Pieces of myself found Like smashed rain drops Adorning this dusty floor Do you believe a man can cry? Weeping of the love he lost That his soul, now forever damned Could not take that needed step To take him in the right direction That man is a dark, fallen fool I am he, who fell hard from grace Never able to find that moment That passing second, all I needed But my pitied pride kept me back So the heart aches, no more say I Leave me suffering with my demons Let the broken shards lie where they are That which once contained true love That I carelessly dropped from my hands copyright Chris Smith 2011 © 2011 Chris Smith WelshpoetcsFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorChris Smith WelshpoetcsCardiff until 2004, then Hemel Hempstead, Hertfordshire, United KingdomAboutStarted writing in 1997 after a horrible attack, I found it theraputic and wrote a range of poems and short horror stories. Started sharing on the Web firstly with Yahoo 360 in 2005, then sites on .. more..Writing
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