Broken

Room without windows, the light forgot my name Bones of the day folded, nothing left to claim Mirror holds a stranger, glass thin as regret Every breath a rumor of the things I can't forget

Hands that used to steady me shake without a sound Words like falling cities, no one left around

I'm broken and I'm useless, crawling in the dark A hollow where a heartbeat used to be, a match that lost its spark I try to find the doorway but the walls keep closing in I whisper that I want to end things then I swallow what’s been

Streetlamps are like sentries, they pass without a glance Faces move like paper, I don't stand a chance My shadow looks exhausted, it’s learned how to fade I'm living in the ruins of the promises I made

I'm broken and I'm useless, crawling in the dark A hollow where a heartbeat used to be, a match that lost its spark I try to find the doorway but the walls keep closing in I whisper that I want to end things — then I swallow what’s been

There’s a small, tired chorus rattling the bones of me It sings of quiet endings like a tide that claims the sea No trumpet, no grand flourish, just a folding of the hands A longing for a silence where the loudness understands

I taste the bitter edges of every wasted plan I carry all my failures like they’re maps across my hands If there’s a line to cross to finally disappear I pace it and I practice, though I’m frozen by the fear

I’m broken, I’m a shadow, drifting through the dark A hollow where a heartbeat used to be, a match that lost its spark I try to find the doorway but the walls keep closing in I whisper that I want to end things — then I swallow what’s been

I am empty, I am a stone