I'm Fractured Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

I'm fractured and I'm broken
I need a healing source
to bind my wounds and bruises
and set a gentler course

Where are the living waters
to cool my fevered brain
the hidden soothing showers
the blessed mountain rain

Gone are the days of childhood
when every day was new
and purple clover blossoms
smiled with the morning dew

Life came from distant hillsides
soon thunder shook my core
swift whirlpools of obsession
spun me to evil's door

What happened to that damsel
that followed butterflies
who skipped among wild crocus
and bluebirds idolized

I'm fractured and I'm broken
I need a healing source
to bind my wounds and bruises
and set a gentler course.