Broken Poem by Ojone Amedu

When she broke
No one was there.
When she broke again, she was alone.
Infinite as her soul
Large as her innate chaos
Not another being heard her pleas.
No, when she broke
It was the wrong time. She
Fell. Apart. Wrongly.
She had not stacked up enough mileage,
Nor screamed loud enough.
Her cross was not the lord's
Her balance skewed
Her grief, mundane and incorrect
No. She was wrong.
To her, it is endless
The cracks split, oh how they split
Her dam is bursting
A word she cannot, will not remember
She tore from her physical body.
She is breaking under a shaded tree,
Her screams, muffled by the barrier of light.
Loud in an empty forest.
Her shadows, given enough room to grow
She collects dust even the tree knows not to do.
She broke.
She broke.
And no one was there.