You ever been broken?
Like duct tape and gauze just won't help this time
this time around there's no solace in pressure applied
soulless eyes cringe in the glare of smiles
odd familiarities give birth to past similarities
the perforations that remain from the last episode
never completed healing in lieu of the homemade remedies and deep dishes of soup
all hope of uniformity is scattered with the wind
like the sheets of paper torn from it's bindings
left precariously laying around at the mercy of random mortals
once coherent thoughts have been robbed of their beginning and ends
drowning in a sea of middle stories that have no self sense
or self worth
or even self evidence
Broken
Like every truth is now victim to the stereotype
weighted with falsities before it is thought to leave the tongue
perceptions larger than your stomach
but so appealing to the eyes
you gladly choke it down in hopes of a distraction
all that is returned is a scorned heart, slightly burned
tattered around the edges
like a well worn hand me down
thick with the weight of past dealings
heavy with the scent of funky memories
jagged indiscretions tear at the seams
ripped out tags clearing all hopes in locating proper identity
so for all I know this doesn't even belong to me
Broken
Like the pieces have fallen so far to the floor
it's a weary thought to contemplate picking them back up again
put it all back together again
smile again
hope again
laugh again
dance again
sing again
dream again
love again
be again
Broken
Like maybe...just maybe this break is the one that's finally beyond repair...
(c)j.claude'09-Phoenix-
