Broken Soul

I looked down to see

So many startling reflections of me

Staring back from upon the floor

Through the pieces of my broken soul

What was it that broke my heart

Ripped it out and tore it apart

A part of me just standing there

And that part of me really didn’t care

That part of my life was no stranger to me

I bowed my head down just in time to see

The tears about to streak down my face

Run down in an uncontrollable haste

Tears of sadness and of pain

Tears of despair, all in vain

Tears of shattered dreams and hope

Oh, how was I supposed to cope?

Through it all, my smile held in place

I could still hear my heart race

Took a while for the realization to dawn

This really was the end of my song

A melody I’d hum to myself all day

It looked like it wasn’t here to stay

The one I’d sing to sleep at night

But I let it go without a fight

The pain I felt now turned to rage

It was time to turn the page

To move on with what’s left of life

Forget about the pain and the strife

Surely there’s something out there for me

Through all of my flaws I only want people to see

The person I am, the real me

And the person I really want to be

Twilight

Looking at the mellow evening sky,

It makes me wonder how fast life's passing by,

The innocent dreams of a forgotten childhood,

The deepest desires of my heart,

That lie forgotten somewhere in the past.

Once upon a time,

I hoped that the world would see,

Not the person that I was,

But the one I was trying to be.

Never thought there'd come a day,

When I would forget my way,

And to please the world around me,

I'd lose myself so completely.

Now I don't know myself anymore,

From the way I used to be before,

The attempted transformation,
From ugly duckling to swan,

From a sapling to a shaded tree,

Became what it was never meant to be.

The childlike outlook did part,

In its place left a gaping hole,

The world that lay beyond,

That broke and bruised my heart,

And worse still - my soul.

But my world has not yet had its fill,

It keeps asking for more,

And so I think it will,

Till there's nothing more left to give,

And I lay barren to the core.

That day will be my funeral,

Oh I'll still be alive,

It will just be the day,

That the person I pretend to be,

Will be laid to rest forever,

By none other than me.

And then I can go back,

To the person I used to be,

The happy self that I loved,

Even when the world hated me,

The way it does till date,

The way I so hate,

The person I've grown to be.