Bent, Not Broken
Some time ago, Brandon E. experienced a low point in his life and wrote an angst poem about it that I find quite interesting for its spirit of defiance. The poem is called "Bent, Not Broken":
not succumbing
but not overcoming
barely getting by
smiles in the hallway
jokes on the fairway
at home a broken sigh
belief in life better
with no clue how to get there
slowly running dry
a bent neck, not broken
many dreams, unspoken
how did he become I?
Thank you, Brandon, for allowing me to post the poem!
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