Broken World Poem by Tuneer Sarkar

I don't know why I feel
The way that I do now.
With an urge to kill,
A desire to thrill,
While my world crashes down.

Once upon a time,
I was an angel with silver wings-
I broke my word,
I killed my dreams,
But nobody there forgave my sins.

So now I'm just a victim
Of preconception
And true damnation,
Wracked with splinters,
Reminding me of
My wicked immoralation.

I'm reaching out into a world
I can no longer see.
Twisting emotions,
Chaotic potions,
Of longing for the person
I used to know as me.