Broken yet Strong...
As I sit & try to write,
Hopelessness engulfs me;
Unable to form a coherent thought,
My despair hits me...
In my own company I find peace,
It's like loneliness is my best friend;
I find solitude better,
Cuz in front of no one, can I bend...
Yes, my ego is supreme,
But that does not make me mean;
Circumstances made me what I am,
This is not how forever I've been...
Still reeling from my past,
My wounded soul screaming;
Oh, how I wish this wasn't life,
But just me dreaming...
Falling down, breaking, grieving,
Through everything I've borne, I'm still breathing;
Alive on the outside,
But inside I am dying...
No matter how desperate I feel,
Never in front of anyone does a tear roll down my cheek;
I can't let myself be so exposed and vulnerable,
I can't show that I too, can be weak...
For in this world to survive,
You need to be brave;
Whatever you may wish,
Whatever you may crave...
- _Broken Witch_