Broken
We are broken souls you and I,
touched by time and left behind
to dwell in pain, to slowly find
a way to hide
the tears and scars
and pick up rocks then call them stars.
We watch the clocks you and I
when we go home and hide alone,
we pray for dawn when nights are long
and say goodbye
to dreams of life we never had
and pray for death
when things are bad,
then hide again and catch our breath.
We love too deep you and I
and feel so strong,
then cry too much for other’s pain
but try in vain
somewhere belong
and when we are wrong
we cry again
until we are strong,
no one to blame
just broken souls you and I.
H.O.
Art by: Milene Hertug’s Art
Yep, add me to that. I relate to this exactly. Another beauty that touched my soul.
Thank you and I already added you 🙂
It almost made me cry… Wonderful. As usual, it does not surprise me that this type of honesty comes from you. 🙂 Hope you are well.
I know you identify with this poem just as I do. Thank you for your words. I am doing well, hope you are as well.
Yes I do, of course, you would know me so well… I am glad to hear that. I am, I’m doing much better than before, so progress 🙂
So your heart didn’t turn into stone after all 🙂
Ha-ha 😛 No it didn’t, but for a while I thought it would…
Happy Holidays Hector =) Exceptional and emotional poem loved it
Thank You and Happy Holidays to you and your family 🙂
Lovely hector. Happy holidays to you =)
Thank you and Happy Holidays to you as well 🙂
Very nice words to a very nice write. 🙂
Thank you my dear
Yw 😉