A broken vessel, I am
With jagged edges and shattered soul
A remnant of horrific past
Sharpened by fears and disillusions
A broken piece, I am
Not knowing where I belong
Searching for a place of solace
A sanctuary for my wounded soul
A worthless piece, I am
To a man with callous imagination
Isolated and ignored
No one really cared to mend my soul
A shattered piece, I am
Longing to be whole once more
A broken vessel, yes I am
Overflowing with love no one will ever know
©Jocelyn del Rosario
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