The Broken

I know you maybe
better than others.
A confidant close a
truth let’s uncover.  

The answers for us
to oncoming plight
will be no comfort
for you for tonight.

The echo you hear
is your voice numb
from loved ones they
return a love none.

I know sad journey,
for too I am cast far
out in chaos it shows
who our friends are.

Cut to the bone fix
the gash so large no
mystic or real stitch
stops the blood flow.

Attached at the hip
that slowly does drip
an ache swollen we
list as if some ship.

I’m no sage nor wise
to answer or provide
insight for your fight
you pretend to hide. 

All I can do is hold
your arm don’t fall
to places where your
dreams feel appalled.

For you I’ll give ears,
they’re no small token,
and supply devotion
for us we are broken.

8 Comments Add yours

  1. kristianw84 says:

    I love all of your work, my dear, but this one. Oh! This one! So beautifully written it moved me to tears and touched my soul. ❤ Phenomenally done.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. JW says:

      That is so nice of you to say my friend. I appreciate your touching comment. It means a lot to me. Thank you Kristian.

      Liked by 1 person

  2. KK says:

    A beautiful poem!!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. JW says:

      Thank you KK!

      Liked by 1 person

  3. SRIKANTH says:

    Wonderful poem yet again JW 👍🤝

    Liked by 1 person

    1. JW says:

      Many appreciations SRIKANTH!

      Liked by 1 person

  4. Secrets says:

    Damn Jared, such a touching piece! Excellent work my friend 👏

    Liked by 1 person

    1. JW says:

      I am thankful for you my friend!! 😊

      Liked by 1 person

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