I AM BROKEN:

I AM BROKEN:

I wake in the mornings
more hollow than I was
when I first crawled into bed,

my feet are lead
when they meet the floor.

My knees that follow
are even heavier

my head is bowed
my spine is bent

I am broken, I am broken,
I am broken.

I rise and try to survive,
to make room for the light
that lost me

but I masquerade as being okay
and wonder how long it takes
for people to start worrying.

I smile
just to hide the drowning.

From: ponderingcomplications

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