Pocket Rocket Posted January 21, 2008 Share Posted January 21, 2008 Broken, Broken, Disconnected, Touch the ground Because it’s home, And vow your breath, Until it’s written, Hold back fragments of your whole. They said you couldn’t reach perfection - Weep, my love, for this alone, Weep (my heart, my dark, my daylight), Weep my child, you didn’t know. And if you’re leaving for perdition, Live because it’s all you own… -------------- Not entirely sure about the rythm of this one, let's say it's a work in progress. Just me dealing with being a TCK, homesick for a place that may not even exist. Whatever it might mean to you, enjoy it. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CallingAllAngels Posted January 21, 2008 Share Posted January 21, 2008 HEY! I think this great... You know...I used to write poetry YEARS ago...I wonder if I still have it. It was a passion of mine.... The kind I wrote didn't always rhyme... I think this is great...and describes how I feel...very broken... Thanks for sharing...I never ever shared mine with anyone. Now I'll have to go digging through boxes. I'm really rusty...but I should try writing. ~Allie Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pocket Rocket Posted January 22, 2008 Author Share Posted January 22, 2008 Hi Allie, thank you so much for the kind words, I'm glad you liked the poem. I know you say you're a little rusty, but even if you haven't written in a while, the inspiration is all the same inside, if you had it in you back then, then you'll always have it in you good luck! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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