24 Dec

I once was an ocean of charity.
Now, I am but an arid sea.
You came from miles to get your feet wet.
Look down and there’s sand up to your knees.
You come, I gave.
You came and you took.
Now, I am hollow.
Not even a shallow brook.
Can I get a drop of your sweat?
So I can remember how it feels to be wet.

5 Responses to “Broken”

  1. January 25, 2013 at 5:52 pm #

    full of pathos!

    • Trixter210 January 26, 2013 at 1:02 am #

      This was one of my first writings, one of my favorites.

  2. marvaseaton September 18, 2013 at 7:07 pm #

    This poem is beautiful; love it!!

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