I think I'm meant to be broken
no healing is coming to me
nothing to fix the pain I feel
inside as well as physically
The darkness is too strong
and cannot just be wished away
while there is hope that it may one day fade
the chance is far too small
Hours and minutes feel like a torture session
one that will not be ending soon
not sure how best to try to stop it
all I know is wishing will do no good
Every day feels like a new bruise
on my skin and mind
going to have to face up to the fact
maybe I'm meant to be broken
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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