Broken, November 11, 2010

I am broken.

Shattered and cracked.

My pieces don’t fit together.

I have holes and gaps.

The glue is weak.

Things escape.

But the me that is,

is trapped inside this broken shell.

I am broken.

Can I be fixed?

Can I plug the empty spaces?

Can I set myself free?

I am broken.

I want to be whole.

I search for the missing.

I yearn for control.

I want to be happy.

But I am broken.

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