Broken Road, Broken Soul
by V R Nicholls
Monday, May 12, 2008
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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Traveling down this forest path,
My heart crumbles in pieces
My mind flashing back to those words,
Written on folded paper,
Those fateful words which would bring an end to my world
This broken path is much like my journey to my current state
All of this blocking my way to the final result,
I knew it was coming,
At my age, nothing ever stayed
I thought I was prepared,
But Iím not
This is confusing me though,
Those feelings are still there,
In my heart,
At least, thatís what she says
So why I do feel as if nothing will be right again?
Why does everything hurt?
Why do I sense I may never recover from this blow?
Does my mind betray me,
And show me images of what will not be?
Or does it show the truth,
And am I just to afraid to believe it?
What do I do?
I want to die,
I want to cut out the very core of my being
I donít want to feel anymore.
Every time I do,
I end up in a world of pain and darkness,
Why am I like this?
Why have I let myself fall so far into this?
She promised my heart would stay intact
That she would never harm me
But here I stand,
On a broken road,
With a broken soul
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|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|Your agony and pain comes through crystal clear and all the uncertainty that comes with is weighing so heavily upon your heart and soul. Sometimes the realization is more difficult than making the decisions to adjust...
Be always safe,