Cracked, scarred, unmendable
You never know how much it hurts until you've been there.
Cracked, scarred, unmendable,
like the clay off a discarded work of art.
You try to crawl back but the feelings aren't the same.
This time you feel...
Cracked, scarred, unmendable.
Stuck in a limbo of unending pain,
You are,
cracked, scarred, unmendable.
You know you must go,
make a move,
roll and flow,
but you stay there.
Exactly how you were left.
Cracked, scarred...unmendable.
YOU ARE READING
A year full of words
Short StoryA years worth of words through poems and little bits of writing. Completed. (Short story #593 3/10/14)(Poetry #217 14/10/14)