Busted
Broken,
Shattered
Damaged…
Call it what you want to,
It all becomes so easily unmanaged.
The strength and courage is slain
validating the damage that cannot be undone,
pummeled like an orchid in a torrent rain
or bent out of shape, a vinyl record left in the sun.
You can certainly attempt to forgive
but in no way, will or can you forget,
all in all for as long as you may live
forever twisted like a radio-eaten cassette.
©2018 http://www.whatsinsideamadmanshat.com
Loved this. But I kept hearing in my head Janis Joplin singing it to the tune of “Me and Bobby McGee” ✌️🎸.
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Haha nice. That’s my girlfriend’s ringtone for her father.
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Nice write
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I’m with Lesley! I had the same song going on! Loved this, Joseph. Great write 🙂
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So cool 🤘✌️ lol
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Love the ending simile with the cassette. Nice one!
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Haha yeah one of those “written on the drive home” gems. Glad u like 👍 thank you so much for reading.
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