I Am Broken(Poem)

I am broken.
I am but a shard,
Of shattered glass,
Glinting and bruised.
I am broken.

I am broken.
I am a weaver of fairy tales,
A genius of art,
A failure in nature.
I am broken.

I am broken.
I am a story which has no ending,
Neglected by its weary and frustrated author,
Left in a dusty book case.
I am broken.

I am broken,
I am the tears,
Of the lost souls,
Who decided too late.
I am broken.

I am broken.
I am the slow beating,
Of a weak and dying heart,
Battered and with no hope.
I am broken.

I am broken.
I am the tune,
Of a forgotten sonata,
Replaced by the beat,
Of an unforgivable melody.
I am broken.

I am broken.
I am the little petal,
That has fallen from the flower.
Easily forgotten.
I am broken.

I am broken.
I am the horse,
Tamed by its owner,
To forget the true spirit,
And then be left behind,
When I am of no use.
I am broken.