I feel broken
I feel so empty.
But the world around me,
It's all the same,
And I know that I am too.
I still haven't changed.
I'm still just the same,
So why I do I feel this way
All over again?
I thought this time would be different,
I thought this time I would learn,
I thought this time I could be someone
Who wasn't suffocated by the burdens.
I thought that now, I had changed,
I thought that now, I was better,
But now I see the bitter truth,
That I'm still broken and a liar.
If I'm always changing and improving myself,
Then how did I find myself back where I began?
If I let go of all the pain and tried to face my mental health,
Then why am I still suffering the same as when I ran?
If I was truly healed, then why do I feel so broken?
If I'm truly over you, then what is this feeling in my heart?
If I truly let go of the past, why can't I stop reading these poems?
And if I never really loved you, why do I still feel so ripped apart?
I'm asking these questions, but I'll find no answers.
I'm praying for release but I know I'll find none.
I'm trying to find my own peace of mind
But I know that I'm still just a broken son.
I feel so shattered,
I feel so hollow,
But the friends around me,
They're still the same,
And I know that I am too.
I'm still no better,
I still feel broken,
And despite the lies I write,
I doubt I'll ever change.
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Semita Vol. I
PoetryTenebris was about coping with life's cycle. Semita is about discovering its pathway. This is my ongoing poetry collection, and the poems in it are written in response to things in my life. Some will be brighter and joyful, and others will contain d...
