MY BROKEN SOUL

I know how to,
 Stand and fight.
   I know how to,
 Get through a
 Lonely night.

   I know how to cry,
 And when to laugh.
   I know the one,
 Behind the mask.

   I know how to win,
 And how to lose.
   I know how to hide
 The pain and abuse.

   I know when to go slow,
 And when to go fast.
   I know the higher you climb,
 The harder the crash.

   I know when to speak,
 And when to be silent.
   I know when to be calm,
 And when to be violent.

   I know when to go,
 And when to stay.
   I know how to handle,
 A cold rainy day.

   I know how to tell,
 Right from wrong.
   I know if you feed
 the monkey,
 You get King Kong.

   I know how to be scared
 And alone.
   I know not to throw the
 First stone.

   I do not know how 
 to fill the hole.
   A million little pieces.
 is my soul.

     Turbo1904 ?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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September 16, 2024 at 5:57 AM
Knowledge can define us, and so does lack of it. Loved your poem.
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