Shattered
- Laurel Steele
- May 14
- 1 min read

A shadow falls across the heart,
A sudden ache that tears apart.
A tender place, so deeply bruised,
By words unkind or actions used.
It lodges there, a heavy stone,
A solitude I bear alone.
The memory whispers, sharp and keen,
Of what has been, what might have been.
A hollow space where joy once bloomed,
Now by this bitter chill consumed.
Each breath I draw feels burdened, slow,
A ceaseless, dull, persistent woe.
The body aches, a weary frame,
Reflecting back this inner flame.
A phantom touch, a phantom sting,
The echoes that the moments bring.
I try to mend, to stitch and bind,
The fractured pieces of my mind.
But scars remain, a silent plea,
A testament to misery.
The world moves on, in sunlit grace,
While I am trapped in this dark place.
A silent scream, a muffled cry,
Beneath a vast and uncaring sky.
The laughter of the free feels far,
A distant, unattainable star.
And all I feel is this deep plight,
Lost in the vastness of the night.
A fragile hope begins to stir,
A whispered thought, a gentle purr.
Perhaps this pain will start to fade,
A lighter hue, a less dark shade.
But for today, the tears still fall,
Responding to this painful call.
A heavy heart, a troubled soul,
Striving to find its final goal.



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