New Poem: Broken


He wears a mask

So you cannot see

The fragmented soul within

Abandoned, neglected, damaged.

She wears a veil

Of dark, black hair.

A shield against the vulnerability

Vast within her.

Shattered pieces

Fall to the floor

Disjointed yet united

The glass ceiling

They cannot cross

Afraid of what they cannot see

Of floating away.

They bide their time to

Open doors

And release the secrets from the well

Bloody tears refrained.

Broken, no more.

Copyright © 2010 
* Art credit: Jeff by Jeff Soto


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