something's broken inside

something's broken inside,
you sit for a while,
listen to the silence.
in a sacred cave, in the deepest hole
just the darkness surrounding, holding you.

and you feel yourself inside:
every feeling,
every breath,
that you caught to get some air
every feeling,
every bone,
your body to tell you what's going on,
every shout and every whisper
every slice of the slippery road,
every touch and every scar
that goes on you on and on,
every hope and every dream
that were destroyed, taken from you
every need you kept in light
but never were allowed for.

and every bit of your broken heart,
your soul growing smaller, and ever-useless,
and every step that you thought led forward
only left you two ones behind,
and despite of your will to justice
it leaves your heart to cry,

and even though you know it's going to be fine,
you just stay with the conscious feeling
that there's still something left broken inside.