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I’m going to break.
I can’t last in this state.
I’m being torn apart
Hands are ripping at my heart.

I try not to cry
I feel like I’m going to die
It’s like I can’t fight,
Like I have lost my sight.

I’m going to break.
I can’t last in this state.
I’m being torn apart
Hands are ripping at my heart.

Maybe this is the end,
Did it ever really begin?
I am falling far too deep
The sides are far too steep.

I’m going to break.
I can’t last in this state.
I’m being torn apart
Hands are ripping at my heart.

I no longer see the meaning
What’s the point in intervening?
I’ll just be pushed away
Because I have no say.

I’m going to break.
I can’t last in this state.
I’m being torn apart
Hands are ripping at my heart.

It there no way out?
Is it okay to shout
At the top of my lungs?
Is it okay to stop biting my tongue?

I’m going to break.
I can’t last in this state.
I’m being torn apart
Hands are ripping at my heart.

I suppose it’s time to go
My life is not a show
I may be miserable
I may be pitiful

But I’ll survive
Because I’m alive
Even in the end
At least I have you for a friend.



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