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can’t fix what’s broken
too late for that song
just live till tomorrow
keep singing off key songs
can’t fix what is gone
taken so long ago
that part makes us whole
stolen like golden roads
can’t mend torn pieces
puzzle gone bits show
tragic life leading on
to unknown untold roads
can’t put together
never enough to bare
horror upon horror
all that is left sears
can’t, just can’t fix it
try and try beg plead
heal a soul hurt
by life’s grevious deeds
bleed with such need
can only move on
smile at the tragic
laugh at the old songs
try to put the pieces
together again and again
so many of those millions
those tiny pieces
the part of the whole
of what we need to move on

life is tragic and tough and harsh .. it is what it is ..All I/We can do is try each day and keep trying till someone see’s more than what is .. Keep looking up ..

That is what i am trying to do with my life .. I may be broken, but I will never stop trying to be a better human .. get back into that rat race and contribute to this thing we call life ..THAT IS THE TRIUMPH FOR ME, KNOWING that no matter what I will keep trying .. love and light to you all .. AND THANK U EVERYONE ..


Author: Leslie Stockton

I am a Poet it seems. But I am many things this is just a small part of who I am. I write *Love Ballads* and *Erotic* prose. This is my little world you see. My passions are *Art* *Music* *Poetry* *Health & Fitness* *Outdoor Activities* *Fashion* *Costuming* ..etc etc. I am a Leo except the part about being in the spotlight *whispers* my preference is home by a fire. I have many belief’s; like signs, patterns, numbers, colors, everything has an energy you see. All things!! To me anyway. That interaction we experience is a kind of sending and receiving of vibrations to me. The cliche’ ..DARK TO LIGHT applies. We are all connected and share *a something* which can not be defined nor understood in our current state of development. So within my limited brain capacity that is what i have chosen to believe in its barest form. But i follow my instincts and try to be a better human. If you ever met me, well I have been told I leave a lasting impression. May the Verse Be with You. ≧◠◡◠≦✌

2 thoughts on “BROKEN PIECES”

  1. After the bad thing i was never the same you see. I tried so hard to be as i was before. Even that was just a semblance of normalcy was because i had Kitty. I had to make sure she came out better than me, stronger, and i swore she would never suffer or starve or be beaten for nothing. The funny part is I over did it with her. But you know what the end result is ..SHE IS PERFECT!! .. She fits into society and is accepted. I DID GOOD .. broken or not i did something good ..

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