I am broken.
Broken like the vase falling from a table, shattered on the floor into pieces never meant to go back together.
Broken like glass after an impact.
Broken like the hearts of young lovers learning that forever might as well be tomorrow.
Broken like this system I created trying to understand you.
Broken like my entire world after you came crashing in.
See I thought I could contain you within this cage I created with hopes that you would never get out.
Because I knew that if you did escape then I would never survive as I was.
You, this tidal wave of emotions came crashing in even I was only able to hold a cup full.
And like all-natural disasters, flattened my world with these emotions only to let new life re-grow.
You, who I want to be angry for coming uninvited but at the same time happy for the company I've been missing.
You, who broke the very foundations of things, I knew, or at least I thought I did.
You, who broke me into shattered pieces only to prove that with time and effort I can be put back together.
I am broken but it's okay because you're mending me with gold and love.
Someday I'll be an artwork to the world only to be cherished and seen by you.
I am broken because of you but I wouldn't change it for anything.
I am broken just like you.
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Thoughts of a Phantom
PoetryA collection of short pieces created by me about my life. They are styled in a similar format as spoken word poems. Some of the topics are a reference to my own experiences while some are a tribute to others who never got to tell their own. Possible...
