Poetry by Melodie Yvonne

Words from a gonzoesque life in an oh so gonzoless world

Broken

Originally published online Jan 11, 2017 & in the print collection Photographic Memories: Deux Mille Dix-Sept — available here

I’m so fucking broken that I can’t even breathe
This constant bullshit pressure has got me on my knees
I only need one person to keep their fucking word
but a giant bullshit symphony is all I’ve ever heard

I’m so fucking broken I can’t even breathe
I’m sittin’ at a stoplight wondering why I just can’t leave
I don’t know why I’m cryin’ or why the fuck I’m sad
and I don’t even remember how to go from sad to mad

I’m so fucking broken I can’t even breathe
I wish that I could fix it, but I don’t know what I need
so I’m guessin’ every time those tears pour out my eyes
I’m gonna turn them ‘round and try to make more pretty rhymes

I’m so fucking broken I can’t even breathe
but these lyrics give me oxygen with just a breath of me
These rhythms keep me grounded and give me what I need
so that I can last here one more day pretending that I’m free

I’m so fucking broken I can’t breathe.

Audio only:

broken

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