Broken – a poem

I’m broken.

Can you see it?

The cracks so thin.

Darkness spiderwebbing across my skin

I’m broken.

Can you hear it?

The silence so deep.

Echos scream from corners, memories weep.

I’m broken.

Can you feel it?

This heart bleeds, gives in.

Tattered then shattered, pieces lost within.

I’m broken.

Can you fix me?

Can you show me how to stand?

Fix my dress, find my pieces, take my hand.

I’m broken.

– Natalie Dumas-Heidt, Dec 27, 2016



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I am a wife and mother with a day job, and I spend much of my spare time writing. This blog will follow the adventure of trying to get published, along with anything else that comes to mind.

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