Broken, destroyed
Disturbed beyond reason
Pick up the pieces
Put me back together
Shattered, torn apart
Can you decipher,
My beginning and end?
Such an awful ache
My bones, they break
Counting down the days
Until my plea is heard
Ignore my inner child
Looking for an answer
Why was I sold to shadows?
Nameless, faceless beings
Smothered, not held
Could it have been worse?
I'm the reason why
You're as soft as silk-
Unable to notice
That my tears beg you
To take the time to fix me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I drink in your words as they are the food of the gods, who unfortunately don't exist any longer. But you have the secret of reestablishing myth by yourself. It amazes me.