This Is Real

May be everybody’s brokenMay be everybody’s not,But there are manySpread across milesBroken a little,Or a broken a lot.Never a choiceBut the product of circumstancesThey have all becomeThere’s no returnTo the “normal” formThis is the reality you see.Trying to survive a littleTaking it one day at a timeThis is not a piece of cakeAs people showThere’sContinue reading “This Is Real”

Broken

Coming out of a broken placeToo weird, too strange,Fighting against every oneWho are all the sameSurviving in a placeWhere he didn’t belongHe doesn’t love, he doesn’t careHe is emotionlessHe seeks shadows,Darkness soothes himHe doesn’t believe in life,He doesn’t believe in shit. HeIsBroken.

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