Why am I so broken?
Sadness leaks from every pore
of my mangled, beaten, body.
How did I get so alone?
Somebody took something too far.
Why can't I remember?
Pain is making welts on my skin.
I wish I knew why.
I want to curl up in the corner,
and be a little girl again.
Marked with innocence.
Why can't I go back?
Somehow I lost everyone.
There is nobody to call.
I do not even have my faith anymore.
Why did he have to take it all?
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Powerful write. Seemed to be about the same subject as your last poem. It's sad to think of how things used to be before someone's innocence is stolen from them. It's true that once you see the dark side of human nature or once your heart is broken, things can change for people. It's like you see life and love differently, you know? Thanks for sharing and keep writing.
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well done!
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