Broken Inside

Can I pick a day

Where my heart stops beating

Can I pick a day

When my tears can flow freely

Can I pick a day 

To stay awake all night

Can I pick a day

To never exist

To never be born

To never have a mind

Never have a name

Never have an age

Never have a smile

Always broken inside

Always dying

Always bleeding and bruised

Smiles fake

Laughs cheap

Dirt cheap and rock bottom

I've hit rock bottom

There's no where else but up

But up isn't where I'm going

No, I've found a way to burrow down

Deeper into the oceans

Deeper into despair

Always broken inside

Always lost and hide

Reviews

[Jack Wolfe]

Quite a solemn and bleak piece of writing. I found a way to burrow down; I believe this feeling is shared by many. It's amazing where you can drown in your own soul, your heart may beat, your mind swirling thoughts of despair, and when you swim to the surface, one quick breath, one glimpse, the undertow pulls you back down deeper and deeper, until the surface becomes an illusion, a memory you're not sure you ever really experienced. I enjoyed this piece it speaks of a desolate soul, and I hope in time, you'll be able to swim back to the surface and wade the treacherous waters of life.