Broken Past Poem by Cheyenne Harbison

Life for me was once a broken heart,
As if my life was falling apart.
I had scars that wouldn't go away
All that pain made me want to stray.

At night I cried
And little by little, I broke my own pride.
Pieces of my life fell out of the puzzle
And fell into a pit of lava to sizzle.

All I could see was the black rocks and molten red,
I tried to pick up the pieces but I only bled.
I left them in the fire and walked away from the knife,
I said "I can do better in another life."