Broken

On the trail of life

You come across

Another traveler

Stumbling

Broken

Try to help

And get slapped

Denying the break

Oblivious and

Broken

Finding comfort

In the break

Avoiding possibilities

Safety in being

Broken

Potentials lost

Futures avoided

cutting off everyone

In a cocoon and

Broken

They look in the mirror

Seeing someone else

Vision blurred

Blindfolded

Broken

Some finally call out

Tired of the presence

Others don’t

And die

Broken

As you walk away

Know you didn’t fail

Your heart was right

It is they who were

Broken.

 

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I am the Rural Iowegian of www.ruraliowegian.wordpress.com a published author and an award winning photographer. I use this space to speak my mind. God Bless.
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