Broken

Pieces.
I'm broken inside.
Thoughts and feelings scattered to the winds.
Lost.
Confused.
Hurt.
So much pain.
Heart.
Ripped at the seams.
Holes that can't be healed.
Love.
Always like a dagger in my breast.
Wounds that never stop bleeding....
Aching.
Lonely...
Even in a crowded room.
No one hears the voice that screams so loudly in my mind.
Existing.
Not living.
Just...
Broken.


Originally written:
January 19,  2011
5:56 pm
G.F.C