Some days I fall apart
And it's not just crying
Or a search for my part
Because my place has yet to be found
My home no where to be seen
I fall apart because I don't know what I mean
My mind speaks in puzzles
My heart but muffled cries through its muzzle
My brain screams in tongues
Forgiving and forgetting isn't easy for the broken ones
I fall apart as I drive
And cry for a place for my life to come to consistence
I'm no longer living just surviving in this chaos of existence
Ballad of an over thinker
By brokenpoet1000
Healing from bad relationships in the form of words. Some might be personal but hopefully this can help someo... More