Broken

A Poem by Erik Crowder

Meek,
Small,
Insignificant,
Dejected.
This I how I feel.
Torn into pieces
My heart flutters to the ground.
I realize you're all I have left
Yet in no way are you mine.
I am merely your shoulder,
Never will I be your heart.
Torn,
Puny,
Discardable.
These are my feelings.
These are who I have become.