Broken Clock

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My body moves

But my mind is unmovable

Feelings come through

But genuine thoughts can't pierce my head

Why do I feel this broken?

I'm stuck in repeat

I just want something other than hope

I want a sign

That my attempts haven't gone unnoticed

I know God is watching 

But I feel that I don't have the energy

To give him the effort he deserves

I'm a broken clock

Always showing the same time

Over and over again

Some things never change I guess

How have I allowed it to get this far?

Allowed my life to turn to ruin?

They say that some people go through hell

Unlike them, I've just been stuck in hell all this time

I'm a mime

Unable to say a word about my feelings to others

In hopes to not be overbearing to them

But maybe all along

Those that were to hear my words

Were never really there in the first place





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