Broken

Life is a childhood fairy tale

For when we still believe in a happy ending

Only as adults do we see past the veil

And decide which wounds can begin to mend

Yet, it is not so easy to let go

Of a past still haunting my dreams

I hide in my routines, pretending not to know

But I know, I know what it all means

The decay sets in, my darkness consumes me

I try to bury it, so deep inside my soul

But, it struggles and fights to be set free

Still I resist, knowing without it I can’t be whole

It’s this fear making me hide in the dark

I cannot find it within me to fight

Where is my strength to ignite that spark?

How can I bring this truth out into the light?

I have pretended for so long

I can’t be sure of what is true

I am not even sure what’s right or wrong

Who can I blame, what can I do

Drowning in my sea of secrets

The weight of them holding me down

Suffocating on a flood of regrets

If only I could reach out and grasp the dry ground

Yet, I am afraid to hold out my hand

For I know somehow I will get burned

I just cannot bare all that I am

Of all life’s lessons, this is well learned

But just as the darkness of the night

Must soon give in to the light of day

I too, wish to give up this old fight

And find within my soul a reason to stay

Shall I believe in a new tomorrow?

Can I withstand the disappointments of hope?

I’m not sure if I can survive more sorrow

Somewhere I must find the strength to cope

Yes, still I am holding on

Wanting so desperately to believe

Something good can come from a wrong

…a happy ending from a dirty deed