A bit broken I am
Sad I am, angry I am.
Even my good times are scarred
I am vulnerable
Sob is stuck
Somewhere deep in my heart
Tears threaten to spill
I am numb
Whisper becomes my roar
I gather myself
And dust off my hurt...
Maybe I will find myself
In this time and distance
Maybe I will meet you at the world's end
Or not....
