Broken

Once, I was whole
But time took its toll
I was young
'Till forces strong
Beat me without remorse
Battered without recourse
To means of repair
Despairing and in despair
Broken beyond measure
Bereft of youthful treasure
Left to cry in vain
Before tortmentor's disdain
My bones scattered at my feet
I sit, cowed in defeat
Crawling into the hole
From where my heart was stole
And begging with blind eyes
For succour, for a reprise
Before that final part of me
Is washed away, broken, by the sea


Terry Rhiannyr
September, 2012