Empty
A door slams in my face,
Nose broken and heart shattered
A piece here and a piece there.
As I pick them up they cut my hands
Leave me bleeding and scarred
Denied a love that sustains
And left with mere imitations,
Nothing left to bargain but my body
And yet they steal that too
They steal an innocence and nobility
I knew not that I had.
Hollowed out by brutality and malice
Made into a shell of the man I once was,
An empty cocoon that didn't bear a butterfly
And yet I can't help but dream of one day taking flight.
Copyright © Diezel Romero | Year Posted 2019
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