Wandering down the lonely road,
Not another soul in sight.
I am finally broken, it finally shows,
Although I tried hiding it with all of my might.
Hiding in my room, the dust and the gloom,
Creeps in upon me.
Quietly crying, inside dying,
My only wish is to be free.
Stuck in this ditch, this bottomless pit,
I will remain here forevermore.
Melting and breaking, uncontrollably shaking,
It's just an endless storm.
Slipping away, this is my last day,
No longer will I be blue.
Taking my last breath, I can finally rest,
Soon I will be with you.

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Broken
PoetryJust your average collection of poetry done by your average unicorn. Xavier hopes you like the poems! **Sorry if the spacing is jacked up**