Broken

I am cut, thrust into surreal,
detached to all that exists, unsure of how I feel.
I linger in limbo unsure, entranced,
Attempt to fix my state and seal.

Tears I have wept and swept away,
In company I am me, hollow inside.
Held together by false pride.                  
I exist merely to breathe.

One step to another, I wander by instinct alone.
I distance myself from all who would have me bemoan.
I falter in social scenes, empty of courage torn from the seams.  I stay silent, my heart weeps in groan.

Weighed down in harrow, in fallow, I keep.
Discerning I no longer yearn.  I lay broken with new found grief.  I maul over all I have learned.

Lay broken sheltered from the world outside,
Shattered thoughts race, a blur, paranoid of deride.
Belief in myself I try to muster and form a cluster of positive thoughts, to move once more and be with all, for now I will cradle and embrace my fall.

I will rebuild.