Yet another poem I found running around. This I wrote when I was feeling really horrible some time ago, luckily it's all past :-). I think it was during a sleepover at one of my friend's... written at the same time as Message.


Broken



The bottom floor
Which I hope is even
just a floor
and not, just another platform

My heart is broken
You belong to someone else
That else is my friend
Now, my heart is torn.

My mind is broken
I can barely calculate
anything that comes to mind
It is just mindless gibberish

I wander aimlessly
the borderlands
Waiting for someone
to come by and pull me out

I have reached
Rock Bottom
Ground Zero
First Floor



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Poetry by .Simon
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Written on 2009-08-24 at 18:15

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