Broken Dreams
Waiting, Pacing,Resting
Lifeless under the hooded shelter.
Seemingly haunting the tortured
Soul within you.
Waiting, just waiting for the one person
To pull your life back together.
Mangled, Beaten, Severely scarred
Not knowing where to go.
One moment they turn to you,
The next,
they break you.
You believe your in love,
With the person you thought you knew.
But one mistake changes it all.
How to think. How to smile.
How to laugh. How to cry?
Everything.
Nothing is the same
Without them beside you.
Your mangled like Ragdoll,
Torn like a piece of paper,
And open like the pieces
Missing from a puzzle.
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