I'm not broken,
Just a little bent.
All those words you've spoken,
Just left me a little dent.
My heart isn't shattered,
It just has a crack.
Sore, bruised, and battered,
But my tears I hold back.
Please don't worry about me.
I'm fine, I swear.
I just want you to see,
That I'm still able to be repaired.
Even though I'm hurt, damaged, and weakened,
Even though I've felt so much pain.
It doesn't mean I'm truly beaten,
It just means that I'll need a little help again.
For the Broken by TheBloodyBrokenAngel, literature
Literature
For the Broken
This is for the ones like me,
The ones who are broken but none can see.
This is for the ones who've been lost,
The ones who've paid a high cost.
This is for the broken souls,
Whose lives have washed up on barren shoals.
This is for the ones who were broken in another's hands,
The ones who've cried enough tears to cover vast lands.
This is for the girl who has become unclean under his touch,
For the boy who's suffered just as much.
This is for the people shattered on the ground,
For the ones who suffer without making a sound.
This is for the broken ones,
For all the daughters and sons.
Not even a word from you
Not even a judgmental look
I’ve come to appreciate truth
That you yet find me unworthy
This indifference is a bitter drink
I’d rather you begged that I bow
Then I could thus spit in your face
For these your sins laid before us
I have walked a lonely road apart
Where you left me crying for love
I remember a love carved apart
Where we were the hope above
You seek now this destruction
Not my will but yours be done
I will take another path unfound
Where your memory is profound
If you seek more than memory
Find me in the alleys so forgotten
Where desire is beyond heaven
And your throne is taken down
Welcome to my home,
It’s been awhile since I’ve had guests… (I’m afraid…)
This house is a little bit messy,
Although I’ve done my best. (No need to be, too!)
It’s great that you’re here,
Come in! There’s nothing to fear! (A bed’s been made…)
I’ve even prepared a room for you,
In case you need a rest… (Just. For. You!)
you're in my clothes
i breathe you
this whole city breathes with you
these familiar winding roads
know you as well as i
i see you between the pages of my books
i hear you in all music
i hum to myself in the dead of night as i dig
you make love in the grave
soil radiating
sweet, dark earth in our mouths
crushing our skeletons together
the worms that crawl through my bones
creep up through yours
breathing, breathing
it's not possible to escape you
tame you
embrace you
squeeze until the air leaves you
you're impossibly buoyant
a balloon floating out of an open plot
my new home i nestle into
my new carrion neighbours
i believe we have both die
love
Someone asked me what is love
is it good, is it bad
is it awesome, is it terrible
I honestly didnt know how to answer them.
I finally desided love is the most complicated of all emotions
Love is kind
love is harsh
love is wonderful
love is terrible
love is a cure
love is a sickness
love is LOVE
love is hate
love is meaningful
love is pointless
love shows the best in people
love shows the worse in people
love makes us speak truth
love makes us lie
love understands everything
love confuses everyone
love builds your life
love tears your heart down
love makes you smile
love makes you cry
love makes us cuddle
love m