Broken

Broken I thought love could mend, a gentle hand to guide, but I stand here shattered, pieces scattered, lost inside. My heart once held hope, now echoes of silence, memories haunting me, drowning in darkness, I reach for a light, but grasp only shadows of what could have been. The weight of sorrow, heavy, pulls me down deeper, each breath a reminder of love that slipped away, leaving me cold and bare, a hollow shell of the woman I used to be, seeking warmth, yearning for connection, but now just fragments of dreams, scattered, lost in the void, where once was hope, now only emptiness remains. Oh, will I ever be whole again? Will love find me in this pain? My legs tremble with the weight of memories, aching for strength to rise, but fear keeps me anchored in a world where love feels lost. I long to break free from this cage, to reclaim the heart that once beat with passion and fire, to stand tall and proud, a woman reborn from the ashes, embracing the light once more, reaching out to touch the warmth of love, to fill the void that lingers deep within, to be whole again, a spirit unbroken, rising, soaring, embracing all that life has to offer, fearless and free.