Thursday 29 November 2007

broken


Broken mind
Thoughts tumbling in the silent gale
Words which cannot be recalled
Whirl round in spiralling black
Disorientating and defeating.

Broken heart
Trust given and deserved
Crushed now by the heavy foot of time.
Spilling messily on the floor
Pulsating.

Broken body
Marked with hatred and anger
Innocence scarred
The criss-crossed lines a hopscotch game
Hidden in shame.

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