Broken
BROKEN
Pick me up because I have fallen
Please take care of me.
I’ve lost a wing that helped me fly
I’ve lost my sense of being free.
Dancing, laughing, loving all my life
Both wings kept me alive.
I’m broken now, sad and scared
Begging to survive.
Giddy I used to be
Breathing in life.
I’m suffocating now,
Dealing with too much strife.
Please fix this wing that’s hurt
So I can be a friend.
All I need is a caring soul with a hand to lend.
Put me back together
Fix what’s ailing me
I’m on my hand and knees
Screaming out with plea.
I don’t want to fade into darkness
Or live in this bubble of fear.
There are people I hold dear to me
To wrap me in cashmere.
A circle of friends I need so much
To surround me with love.
To cure me to be myself
To fly like a dove.
So, I hope you hear me
Reaching out with sincerity and pain.
I need both wings to live again
It’s my happiness I must regain.
Copyright © Kristen Bruni | Year Posted 2017
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