One can be broken, but never fall to pieces,
Dust falling to Earth, people falling to their knees,
I never expected to see this in my life. Why am I
The only one standing on two feet while they kneel
On two stones, they've been broken, I've been broken
But I don't let myself fall, falling to Earth, falling through tears
In the surface of who you once were, I've accepted my fate
As the man I will be, no matter the man you expect. No one
Ever told me that friendship could be so lonely, loneliness so
Silent, I hear myself breathing, thinking, I hear a voice in my head
Asking, "What's wrong with you?" You never were a person's man,
Lonely has never been this lonely. Split in two, split in two, split into
Pieces, held together by strings, bound by words, stitched by love,
And topped with a smile. Lonely has never been so devastating.
Earth rocking, buildings breaking, my mind's the aftermath of a
7.3, rattling my consciousness to the bone, a bomb waiting to explode,
Implode, intrude, invade my very being to my core. I am no longer human.
But loneliness never had to be lonely. State of being, state of matter, matter of
Fact, I state my being every damn day I wake up. I'm not broken, just cracked.
Cracks in the wall, cracks filling with water, cracks in the perfection of
Society. One can be broken, but never fall to pieces, I never fell to pieces,
I never was broken, cracked, but never broken into something impossible to fix.
So I stand. I never expected to see this in my life, dust falling to Earth, people
Falling to their knees. I remain the only one standing on two feet, smile on my face,
Hand held high, balled into a fist, leaving a single finger protruding in the middle as
If to say, "You will never break me."
~ Kai Alexander Means
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