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.