Floating like broken satellites, sending signals to no where.

Asking, begging for help.

Grasping onto the broken “happy ever afters”

Shattered hopes and aspirations.

All the broken promises.

Of the never returned calls.

Watching the broken bag of marbles.

Falling and scattering across the floor.

Dreaming the eternal broken dream.

Of how things could have been.

Constantly rewiring their broken wiring

In their trauma wired brains.

Collecting the broken links of your

Fragmented heart chain.

Running in a broken line.

Trying deflect or escape.

Looking in to the broken mirror.

Looking at your shattered reflection.

I may be broken, but I am here.

In pieces, but always here….


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