Broken Poem by ezzabell fanning

Broken



falling, falling, falling
slipping into darkness
crippled
full of confusion and pain
my hear a crack
tears rise, i look straight ahead
feeling the warmth on my back
the life running out of me
i am broken
is, was, always.

Thursday, August 21, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: confusion,running
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