Broken

She had never felt so torn
So hateful
So full of scorn
So obsolete
She had never felt like such trash
Or like dirt on the ground
Her whole world was crashing down
Crumbling now
Disappearing somehow
Here she stood
This porcelain girl
In this cruel, harsh world
Rain pouring down
On her fragile little head
It’s cold out now
She’s having trouble moving somehow
Her feet won’t budge
As tears fill her eyes
She doesn’t even know
Why she should try
All she knows
Is that she is
Completely
Broken

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s