I feel broken sometimes
My pieces all over the place
Shattered in chaos
I'm starring at them
Knowing where they belonged
Not knowing how to put them back
My vision gets blurry
Anger runs from my head to my toes
Leaving a burning trail in my veins
But that burning rage
Extinguished by a wave of resignation
I'm tired and exhausted
Numbness spreading like a wildfire
Making my body heavy
But my thoughts heavier
Weighted down, head first
Into the ocean of darkness
Trying not to drown
Doing harm to myself
In the desperate attempt to feel something again
But no tear can break free
From the prison that is my mind
So what if I burn out?
Better than to fade away, right?
I can push myself to that
And then, maybe only then
Will the beautiful flames
Reveal all the pain
Dancing around my broken pieces
Every single one shimmering
Like a million raindrops after a heavy storm
And then, maybe only then
I will see the beauty in all this madness
Maybe then I won't feel broken anymore
Because I can finally see
And understand
That you have to be broken
In order for the light to shine inside of you
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mind & heart & emotions & feelings
PoetryI write small pieces of poetry whenever I feel something. I hope maybe some of them make some of you feel something, too
