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Shattered

The words won't come to my mind.
I need to be released, unbound.
But I'm afraid if I'm freed, what I'll find,
is that I'm not but pieces shattered on the ground.

My heart is longing,
My soul is aching,
there is an emptiness I can't escape.
Won't you please awake?

I'm missing part of myself,
like a bare and empty shelf,
void of something to fill it.
No love for this life
or reason to live it.

I know I have a purpose,
to warm you when your cold,
to hold you without being told,
to strengthen you so you grow bold.

But i cannot do this, if your not here.
Why don't you open up, what is it that you fear?
I have only the best intentions in mind,
are you afraid of what you will find?

This emptiness is engulfing me,
taking what made me free,
soon I'll be gone,
and I hope you'll wonder
what you did wrong.

So you can see the ghost I've become,
and the ties have come undone,
and you'll find out that unbound,
I'm not but pieces shattered on the dirty ground.




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TargonTheDragonThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
today at 3:50 pm:
thank you! its kinda meaningless, i was just angry (a bit of hopelessness in there too) when i wrote it, so it was more explaining feelings than telling an actual story.
 
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Jade.I.AmThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
yesterday at 4:36 pm:
This is cool....dark yet pretty at the same time. Keep writing! :)
 
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