Broken

Do you want to know what broken feels like? It’s the feeling when your mother tells you she doesn’t care if you’re dead It’s the dry mouth because you’ve cried double the amount of what you drank today Its trying to keep everyone else out of the sizzling frying pan While you fall into the volcano It’s walking home, but you don’t have a home anymore, so you walk until your feet give up It’s trying to pick up the pieces of your broken heart and losing shards in your hand, While bleeding out Blood diluted with salty tears It’s the inability to do anything but think; You can’t pick up a pen anymore, you can’t write you can hardly smile because there is a fire burning behind your eyes A fire hotter than a million suns yet colder than a killer’s heart It burns people who get too close So, you’re left, burned out with no one left around you Holding the ash of your own heart Feeling yourself drowning while you watch everyone around you swim Telling you to ‘just breathe’ To hate yourself because too much of anything is bad for you But you still know, nobody cares