Shattered on the ground,
We're broken people now;
Not perfect are we,
Just shards of skin and self defeat.
We're Broken,
And we're Dying,
We're also Bleeding,
And we're Crying.
We're terrified,
Hating to live,
Afraid to die.
All we know?
The scared child inside.
All glory fades,
As we age,
Fifty or more shades,
Trapped in lust's cage.
Passing out on the ground,
Take one look around!
All the frightened people,
Praying to a church steeple!
Please, Wake Up.
. . .
©adurna
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