In Mourning


In Mourning

An ongoing collection of the writings of Nick Benson.

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This is an old one I posted on Mike's blog in December, 2004:

Broken


A life is broken, a heart torn,
Tears of sorrow as this soul mourns.
Something lost as pieces break.
Confusion in all, no sense to make.
How long to live, to endure, to die?
How long can I continue to cry?

It all seems bleak and bleaker still,
To strive, to succeed, I have no will.
A broken man now speaks to you
As he no longer the light sees through.
But longer I have to lay in pain
Longer and longer 'til this hurt is slain.
Please take from me this love I hold
As seeps from me this love I sold.

And as I sit to think and stare,
To watch my life, it stripped bone bare,
To see the things of past and then,
Of things I fear from I know not when,
These things that haunt me to this day,
These things please do, please take away.