002. Broken

Why?
Why am I the broken one?
Waking up, feeling suffocated

Sitting around feeling lifeless

Sleeping with pictures in my mind. 

I think I am a broken piece

Trying to find me in different pieces

Scatters all over  the places

Trying to glue me together

Oh well, I am still broken.

I feel sick,

My heads throbbing

My hearts feel like crying

My throat is sore

My body is aching

I don't remember the days I don't feel sick.

Sometimes I can never register feelings in my heart

It left me in confusion and I got lost

I don't know what awaits me

and it scares me to face the reality.

Am I broken? 

Putting on a face to be everyone's favorite 

Ignoring a soul that screaming to be remembered 

When it's just me and the soul

Everything crumbles away

Oh, poor soul, I am sorry.

Pain, go away

I am trying my best  

Turning this broken piece into a beautiful flower

Facing the scary reality

Aids the forgotten soul

It is all because I am broken.

- Sarah Isyah