Broken Things

how do you mend broken things
can you mend broken things
that can’t be seen…
cracks that splinter a bleeding heart
clefts that rend a battered soul
chasms that cleave a suspicious mind

empty words are not bandaids
good deeds are not splints
love is not glue…
to things that were broken so long ago
that crucial pieces were forever lost
to the merciless left hand of time

12 thoughts on “Broken Things”

  1. No pieces were forever lost. Not forever. If they were, there would be no hope, no reason for poetry at all. I believe we write because we do have hope in mending the Broken Things. Please, keep writing.

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