Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Broken Inside


I’ve been here before

That place where darkness resides

It holds me in place

As I rip myself apart



I close my eyes

I find violence and blood

I open them to see me alone



Something has snapped

Am I broken inside?



Loneliness seeps into my bones

Rejection flowing through my veins



Closing myself off

Not letting anyone in



I’ve become comfortable with the idea of being alone

Less complicated



Leaving this broken mess

My burden




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