Broken

Parts of you are 
Shattered 
Scattered 
And torn.
Pieces mismatched 
Jaggered
Haggered
And 
Broken.
No one told you how 
To match the pieces 
You just stuck them
Anywhere.
Holes 
Gaping through 
Parts still bare 
You are missing 
Partly 
Not completely 
Here but
Not whole.
I can’t fix you.
I wouldn’t know 
Where to start 
I’m tired 
It’s not my fault 
Or responsibility.
I loved 
You broken 
And you never
Really 
Or 
Truly believed me.
Take ahold 
Of your
Scattered pieces 
And lay them all 
Out.
It’s time to 
Mend 
The holes 
And parts that are 
Missing.
It’s been a long time 
But you keep 
Dismissing 
Hiding 
Deflecting 
But it’s reflecting 
How broken 
You really are.
Dark voids 
Are appearing 
Snuffing out 
The light.
The sadness 
In your eyes 
Is just empty 
Displaced.
You are hollow 
Never fitting in 
Place.
It’s sad.
No one really 
Held you close 
When caos 
Came by.
No one really 
Saved you 
When life 
Was a hanging rope.
But I saw 
More 
I saw hope. 
I’m sorry 
You have felt 
So alone 
Distant 
Cold 
And weighed down.
But you can’t 
Excuse 
Life’s lessons 
As just a past 
Thing now. 
Address it
Unpack 
Unlearn 
Forgive.
What you Surpressed 
Is showing 
Noticeable 
Spilling 
Out 
Exposed. 
Turmoil 
Has been your
Picture 
But not 
Your foundation.
Your nature 
Needs balance 
In every situation.
Recently the
Burden 
Has become too
Much to bare.
It’s time to face
Yourself 
As the 
Scattered 
Shattered 
Broken 
Pieces 
Reappear.
It won’t be 
Long before 
The darkness 
Consumes 
You.
Why do you
Stand so unhealed 
Like the world 
Owes you a favour?
The void 
Wants you to yield 
Taking your 
Sanity 
As it’s flavour.
Too much time 
Holding on 
To what isn’t 
Breaking you more.
It’s time to let go.
Life has always 
Shown you 
Favour 
But you still walk 
In pain.
And soon 
You will 
Have no one 
To 
Understand 
Why 
You are still 
The 
same.