Broken
Broken like the shattered hopes of a child
Mommy? Mom??
Please Wake up?
So vulnerable all of a sudden, like an abandoned babe
Stranded in the vase void of my mind
This place is where my thoughts have teeth
Bitting at my heals like starving wolves
Slowly tearing and ripping every piece of my existence into an absent abyss
And all of these feelings race through like a winter storm
The cold feels my soul, but i know there will be a light to warm me at the end of the tunnel
Until then i will gather my pieces and carry them with me
Down my lonely road
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