WOUNDED LINES

By Jacqueline Taylor

Broken bottles

Feet oozing blood

It’s all a mess in my head

Raining down buckets of sweat

Steamed windows freezing nights

Alone in the dark sleeping in my car

Yeh I’m homeless now but what do you see

A terrible injustice or a failed human being

A shadow cast off left adrift

Do I even still exist

I have no sound

My teeth ground down

Worn out from the runaround

A new dawn another new day

Heart break starts all over again

Wish I could pretend

Really wish it was the end

The loss of love the long goodbye

Breathing screaming living a lie

I really think my feelings have died

Hurts to be alone

Burned by the icy cold winds of isolation battering my bones

Adrift in the world when all I want is to go home

Feeling suicidal stuck inside

Haunting deliveries wounded lines

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