Jan 2017
I'm broken beyond repair.
A thinning string, eventually, snapping under extreme force.
A shattered piece of glass under ****** feet.
A crestfallen melody, playing on a skipping record player.
I am nothing.
An empty room, barren of any light.
A dark hole, filled with dirt and worms.
Rust and paint flecking off a dejected car.
It hurts.
Like a back which hides the knife.
An accusation flung towards me,
without any precedence towards the cause.
My rights taken away from me.
My hopes dashed before my very eyes.
I am hurting.
For I am broken.
Because I am nothing.
A thinning string, eventually, snapping under extreme force.
A shattered piece of glass under ****** feet.
A crestfallen melody, playing on a skipping record player.
I am nothing.
An empty room, barren of any light.
A dark hole, filled with dirt and worms.
Rust and paint flecking off a dejected car.
It hurts.
Like a back which hides the knife.
An accusation flung towards me,
without any precedence towards the cause.
My rights taken away from me.
My hopes dashed before my very eyes.
I am hurting.
For I am broken.
Because I am nothing.
Feeling rather useless right now *dejected sigh*
