My shattered dreams

In a Labyrinth made of broken dreams
A maze so twisted she seeks a secret exit that none have seen

Each way is riddled with shadows of lies
Each turn is muffled with voices and cries

She sees a face she knows and runs so fast
She hits the glass , breaks her hand but it remains still… The moment had passed

Alone in this labyrinth of crazy and scared
Her problems she wished she had given and shared
Being alone in the hell of her mind
Got her lost and it’s peace she seeks to find.

She sits and patiently waits to be found
She speaks to herself and her sub conscience with nothing else around

She is trapped and she is hurt
She is not filthy she is not dirt
She is kind she is warm
She is not broken but just a little torn

Understand and seek her for her wisdom carries strength
She can run for miles in her mind but her heart counts the lengths
Help break that glass wall so we can hear her cry
To carry her to safety and never say goodbye

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again once more

It’s the broken ones, with shattered hearts and cheeks stained with tears
The ones that have cried and stared at death for a number of years
It’s the ones that are rough and broken that shine a diamond inside
They are the ones that smile and are happy and yet they lied

It’s the broken ones with shattered hearts that need mending
They are the ones that hurt but worth defending.