Dead and Broken

by Karla Thompson   Jan 26, 2008


I have fought, long and hard
Kept my pride and stood tall
Despite the merciless pain inflicted upon my soul
I will not yield, I will not falter
But now I have reached a point of no return
I can fight all I want but it would make no difference
I know I cannot escape
I have realized that this is my fate
Again and again you beat me down
But something happened after that last hit
Something snapped inside of me
Cracked and broke, shattered like glass on stone
Tears fall from my eyes as the blood leaks from my wounds
That is when I understood your intention
I was to be broken
That was the goal, the object for my pain
Now that job is finished, for I am no longer whole.
My defenses crumble and I fall to my knees
You wanted me to yield, and I have yielded
You wanted my pride, and now I have no dignity
You wanted my strength, so now I have only weakness
You wanted me broken, and I am in pieces
Are you happy now?
Here I am
Dead and broken
My soul is shattered; your mission is completed
I will not fight; I can't any longer
For I am filled with fear and pain
I am nothing, yet I am yours
My heart knows no strength, no pride, and no spirit
You have taken it all; you got what you wanted
You have me
Tears stain my cheeks and glisten in my eyes as I stare at the floor
I didn't want this; I didn't want you
I didn't want this feeling of helplessness, of sorrow and shame
This deep depression overpowers me, flows from the cracks in my crushed soul
This is it; this is my fate
But why do you hold that look in your eyes?
That stare of pity, guilt and regret
Anger sparks in my veins
Don't look at me like that
You did this to me after I begged you to stop
Crushing my spirit, shattering my hopes and dreams
So they are just fragments of what I used to be
Before you intervened into my life
Didn't you want this?
Want me to feel pain? Want me to hurt?
Your goal is fulfilled; there is no turning back
For here I lay
At your mercy
Dead and broken

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