I am Broken

I am broken
life has spoken
don’t you wish
the answer different

but facts are solid
opinions pallid
life has spoken
said I am broken

i’m not joking
nor contorting
just all too aware
of circumstances

I am the darkness
not the brightness
I am the shadows
unseen than rather

reflecting nothing
but pain and suffering
my mind is fading
internal shaming

I am broken
life has spoken
don’t you wish
the answer different

but facts are solid
opinions pallid
life has spoken
said I am broken

It doesn’t matter
what you think
if it doesn’t matter
what I need

It’s not just selfish
it’s beyond wellness
no amount of dreams
will restore faith in me

I won’t help the grass grow
I won’t make the trees green
My rotting corpse will kill
everything near it’s fill

so place me in a lead box
bury me so deep
I come out on the other side
crash land in heaviside

I am broken
life has spoken
don’t you wish
the answer different

but facts are solid
opinions pallid
life has spoken
said I am broken

Pete’s gates open
the question spoken
they look at me
like a alien token

denial is given
my soul still woken
turn to walking
does anyone notice?

the flame is coming
the devil is running
away from entrance
scatters like embers

the smoke is rising
the tide is turning
no one is smiling
nor anyone trying

I am broken
life has spoken
don’t you wish
the answer different

but facts are solid
opinions pallid
life has spoken
said I am broken

Put me back
together again
the pieces won’t fit
a puzzle never finished

Dragging and flapping
barely the species
cognizant of everything
accepted by nothing

what’s changed from then to now?
Even God don’t know
cause the rhyme is broken
and so am I

 

Post Note: This isn’t a poem. It’s a song. It’s fully composed in my head, and it’s not clear from the words itself but is from the song as composed in my head that this encompasses basically sarcasm. When I wrote it originally, I meant it. I physically and mentally felt broken. It’s a common theme in 2019, it seems… but this one in the end is about the absurdity of someone else or even yourself exclaiming you’re broken. This may also be the the only time i ever “explain” what something I wrote was about.

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