I’m Broken. So What?

I might be damaged goods,
But we both know you love the way I’m broken.
I’ve seen your greedy eyes pour over my skin.
I see they way they sparkle.
I see how you long to sin.

Life’s been good to you baby,
So I’ll try not to be too bad.
But then again, when people ask why you’re broken,
You can point to the crack left behind by the girl that you once had.

To you, it’s where the rain pours in.
To me, it’s how the demons get out.
Neither of us know for certain,
But one of us is right.

I bet it’s me.

But then again, you never liked to gamble,
So then why’d you take a chance on me?
What’d you want to know, baby?
What’d you want to see?

2 thoughts on “I’m Broken. So What?

  1. Thank you for this poem. It was posted at a time I needed a reminder that we are all struggling with something. I recently started blogging and I was lacking courage to put my thoughts out into the virtual universe. Reading your message inspired me to press the “publish” button.

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