Broken

Broken

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Broken


I am broken, used up, 

emptied of everything that

I once had inside of me 

and out, thrown

away like the garbage 

on a Monday morning

trash day discarded

and left on the corner

of the street

like empty pizza boxes

and beer cans after 

a weekend frat party

to be picked up and 

hauled away not in 

the recycle bin to be cleaned

up and reused no not 

me far from that you see

for my heart has been

broken so many times 

that it shall never beat 

again at least

Not in loves capacity by

any means for after all

of these many years 

of giving my love away

wanting to feel what love 

Felt like when it was 

returned yet getting nothing

but used and burned

hoping to taste the

sweet smell of passion

as the

heat of love burned out 

of control yet was always

left out in the rain and 

cold to know what it felt 

like to be desired and

wanted not lied to and 

cheated on every time

I turned around time and 

time again taking advantage 

of the love I once knew

that flowed like a mighty 

River from my heart 

until one day it was gone

not even drop to drip

Replaced with insecurity 

and no self worth used

up years of abuse until 

finally I gave up the spring 

In my step now a limp 

as I walk and the light 

from my eyes have gone 

dim so I hide in my room

In the dark by myself, alone

With my sadness and deep

sorrow waiting for God 

to take me back home 

once again, a soldier in his 

army beaten and bruised 

Defeated by the darkness 

that I once conquered, you

see I believed that love could

beat hate and I could save 

those from the fires of hell

down below, but I did not

Know that some people 

have already lost their souls

That you cannot save 

those that do not want to be

saved for in so trying I lost 

myself and all that 

I was Just man that wanted 

what we all do to find 

that one that you can say 

I LOVE YOU and to know 

when they said I Love you two


They meant it.


Richard M Knittle Jr. ?

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