Hi,
I'm a 29 year old computer tech from Australia, that writes a bit of poetry on the side.
I don't really have much confidence in my writing, but I hope you like what I share.
To Rebuild
They Break
They Flake
Each mistake
I fail to retake
Each a memory
Of things that used to be
For me to see
Fly past in the debris
Broken and shattered
Beaten and battered
Things that mattered
Now lay scattered
The heartache and pain
Is all that remains
In this domain
I am slain
The peace
Is a relief
There to teach
As I reach beneath
For the core
Nothing more
Left raw
Open and sore
I take care
As I prepare
To pull away from this snare
Trying not to tear
The last remnants
From this decadence
Fighting the influence
As I regain my independence
The pieces I wield
To become healed
I will not yield
They are my shield
I now see what's true
What to do?
I wish I knew
Remake the old? Or risk the new?