The broken

A Poem by Shailen_N

Looking through thee eyes of the broken what do you see? The colors of the rainbows have run away leaving with you with a blissful grey that glow full of hope now dim with a rope the beauty that once was now nothing more then what if what was or what would have been long lost with the terrors that became the only way, try as you may a fight all in vein as you will never be whole again this storybook has lost its pages. Burned away till dust ash then nothing again this life only sought after when needing a loud laughter and then pushed aside with the usual lies gone forgotten until called on but by then is sour and rotten expected to be fine even tho deep down is crying such has been this life of me