I know how it feels
to be broken.
Looking at the pieces of myself.
Trying to save all those fragments of my mind,
Losing bits of sanity.
So many times,
so many times before.
And now, once again.
As I swore that never, never again.
Here I am, once more.
The weekly theme for Thursday Challenge is broken
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After all the adventures I lived last night (in my dreams) I felt quite vroken this morning, but still I love dreaming, and I think that I start dreaming more again. Of course this has nothing to do with your photo and poetry, but that's what you made me think. So it does have something to do with what you do. (Miten jonkinlainen painajainen voi olla helpottava?)
Vaikea nähdä, että painajaiset olisivat helpottavia, HPY.
I wish you didn't know.
I'd wish that too, jl, but there are situations one can't escape.
am a bit confuse or maybe i have missed something somewhere
the poem sounds a bit feminine so now am not sure are you male or female
*scratch head*
nice poem still :-)
Well, does it matter, Azer? Texts are important, not the gender.
Hyvin työstetty kuva, puhutteleva.
Kiitos, Krisu.
Auts! Koskettavan henk koht. Jokseenkin tuttua meille bipopäille. Voimia sulle.
prkl
Kiitos, prkl.
On asioita, joita ei voi päättää, vaikka järjellä haluaisi. Sanasi voisivat olla omiani, lupaus uudesta aina joka maanantai ja sitten romahdus joskus jo tiistaina, joskus vasta paljon myöhemmin.
I'm sure you can put the pieces together again! (The spring is approaching.. that could help I presume.)
Totta, Elegia, ja on asioita, joihin ei voi vaikuttaa -voi vaikuttaa ainoastaan hieman siihen, miten niihin suhtautuu.
I hope that spring helps a little, Peter, I really do.
So, you're a jigsaw puzzle?! I'm sure the pieces with fit back to make a perfect picture one day! xxx
Puzzles are so difficult, Jinksy, I hope mine has only five pieces max.
Which broken bit is this, Susu?
Bits of a little bit of everything, Mick.
But you know that it's the way it is, like a pendulum ... so try to jump off that rope when the ends touches the good side ...
I try, Lost in the city.
yes ... text matters but the song wriiten for you was ... errmmm ... a bit masculine ... yikes
should have known better
*biting nails*
Oh, stop biting nails, Azer, no harm done!
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