"Am I Broken?"
Every place that we take,
Left a memory we make.
Leaving me might be for my sake,
But being okay I always fake.
It might have been felt so empty.
Words that I can't express loudly.
Actions that I can't portray easily.
Thoughts raging in amidst silently.
Am I really that broken?
Or my sanity has been taken?
Overthinking really sets me to open.
I am indeed already broken.
12/23/2019 4:46 P.M.
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Amateur Works
PoetryThese works are purely made from an amateur and aspiring poet. These were made straight from ideas and thoughts which are assembled into a fresh poem. I am clearly open to any critiques that can possibly make my works improve.
