Broken By Design

Wow. Love this. Such a fantastic use of words and emotions!

Sacred Words Of A Nomad Soul

Blurry visions of my past

Revolve around the things I see.

Old regrets and hollow things

Keep echoing behind my eyes.

Every thought inside my head

Now lies drenched in puddles of pain.


Because I have drowned in my own remorse,

You will not hear my heart’s mechanisms.


Dreadful resuscitation; 

Ecstatic movement of your eyes

Surely proclaim my mistake.

I have been proven wrong today;

Going by what you have done

Now it seems you love the un-dead.

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