by Toney Eugene

Created on: August 08, 2011

Perfectly Imperfect

I’m not perfect, there are bruises and scars all over my skin

I’m slowly falling apart from within

A broken heart is like a brother to me

Pain is as close as family

I’ve been cracked, I’ve been broken

I’ve been hurt by words said and those unspoken

I’ve been to the darkest depths of hell

I’ve been burned, seared, the memory I remember too well

I laugh through tears that could make up seven more seas

I’ve been drowned by a thousand miseries

I’ve bled so much that I no longer feel

I have cuts that still refuse to heal

The sting of the past has left me with a negative effect

This is who I am, I’m perfectly imperfect.

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