Broken Poem by Sam Hughff

Broken



I was broken at birth, something unforseen.
Now I lay here damaged, ripped at the seams.
There's a monster that lives in the depths of my soul,
it feeds on my anger and sadness,
growing like wildfire.

Can such a decimated doll ever be repaired?
Falling to pieces, don't think it will ever be whole again.

Something is missing from my heart;
lost but not forgotten.
A hole that keeps growing bigger, tearing my life apart.

I have an empty feeling in my stomach,
like something's not quite right,
a terrible aching in my soul, that keeps me up all night.

What has been broken cannot be repaired,
what is lost, will soon be forgotten.
A damaged soul and a gaping hole,
and so I remain broken.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Andrew Degen 19 December 2007

Very well written, and I didn't know you wrote poetry, you should read mine, I saw you on here so I got an account as well. Thanks.

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