So sometimes I write poetry. And sometimes the only thing that my thoughts are full of is Artemis Fowl. And when those sometimes coincide, the result is Artemis Fowl poetry.
This one is an Atlantis Complex one. (Notice the lines of 5 words...it was harder than I thought it would be! I can't imagine talking like that)
Broken
Broken. Broken inside and out.
Trust? I can't do it.
Relax? That would be impossible.
I'm so entirely, absolutely broken.
Everything, everyone is against me.
No matter how hard I
try, I can't fix this.
I can't fix me and
They're trying to trick me
And all of my world
is all crumbling down around
me, now I can't breathe
And my anxiety's beating me.
I just can't take this
anymore. I'm so broken inside.
I'm broken. Yes, broken throughout.