Note: This poem was inspired by the song Broken by Lifehouse.
The broken voices, they whisper,
drowning out the sound.
They all strive to remind me,
that you are not around.
The simple answers evade me.
They will not let me know.
Who it is that I am now
if I truly let you go?
How is it that I’m breathing
when I can’t even feel at all?
How can my heart still be beating
after taking such a fall?
It’s you who I let define me,
It’s you that I finally let in,
Yet it’s me who you torn asunder,
It’s me that you shattered within.
Why did I let you control me?
When did you become my air?
How could I live on so little?
While the pain I could hardly bear?
I still don’t know all the answers,
I’m still relearning to live,
I’m trying to get to the point where
I’m not afraid to give.
The healing, it comes slowly.
The lessons, painful and hard,
But with God’s help I know someday,
my heart will cease to be scarred.