Broken

I'll get around to writing a "real" article soon....well, someday....until then, enjoy my latest poem.

Broken is the heart,
That sings the sad song.
The lonely and tearful tune,
That carries so much sorrow.

Broken is the spirit,
Of the one who is desperate,
The one who decides to die,
And throws away their most precious gift.

Yet these things can be mended,
With but a helping hand.
But, alas the wounds go untreated,
And a life is lost to misery.

Why all the pain?
Why the broken hearts?
Why the broken dreams?

Life is full of wonders,
And likewise full of ills.
Without friends and family,
Madness takes control.

A lonely person,
Shatters,
Like glass.
And broken they lie,
On the ground,
Never to be made whole.

~Zoo
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Reply #1 Top
You know I don't mind if you write poetry all the time. That's fine for me.

As for this one... shattering is something very easy for lonely people, isn't it? I'm sure we both have that knowledge from the tiny bit of experience we have as young adults.

Good work.
Reply #2 Top
MM send broken heart glue.. use it!