B R O K E N

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Under the bright light,

I sit to think,

Holding my tears back in a blink,

What's happened to me?

Why am I not feeling anything?

I thought I had a heart of a king

I can trust no more,

I am broken to the core,

Just because I don't express myself,

Doesn't mean my feelings are as small as an elf,

I am giving myself time to heal,

That doesn't mean my problems are no big deal,

My heart is glass and glass ain't easy to fix,

Under this happy face,

There's someone who longs,

For the real her to be traced.

I accepted you, when will you accept me?

just when I get attached, why do you flee?

I am scared to talk,

all alone, I have to walk,



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