Broken

I am like an eggshell,

Hollow inside.

I don't feel because it hurts too much to feel.

I have no desire,

I welcome an end to my existence,

I can't continue life this way,

My body is here,

But I'm not,

It's too much pain,

Too much heartache,

I want it to stop.

I want to heal.

Yet I don't know how.

Noone understands how I feel.

Everyone carries on like everything is fine.

The sun shines through the leaves moking me.

I am pain and sorrow embodied.

It hurts to be.

I don't wish to be.

But I don't want to hurt those I love.

They are the reason why I live.

I want to live.

I don't know how.

This much I know-

Life is beautiful,

Life is painful,

Life is life,

But many times I have asked God, why do I live?

Why did you bring me here?

I have stopped feeling and caring about life.

God, please give me back that desire to keep living.

Give me back my essence,

Heal me.

I am broken inside,

But I know with you anything is possible.