Broken

 

We never finished writing that story 

We never finished having that talk 

We were just scrolling past time and 

realizing how far gone we were. 

We are lost and broken. 

Torn and destroyed. 

We have pieces of us everywhere. 

We would never be enough 

And we don’t want to come home. 

We shouldn’t try, because all of 

these scars would make us break 

their hearts. 

When you said that for some of us,

We would never be happy, I understood 

That I was some of us and I was undone 

by your revelation. 

             Olu ❤️