broken again

those torn pieces of paper

scattered on the ground
are the broken pieces
of my crying heart
they are the crushed pieces
of my dying hope
they are the tears 
that drip down my scarred face 
i just can't
too weak to stand
too weak to fall again
too tired 
to build the castle of trust again
to sow the seed of hope again
only to wait for it to be 
broken again into a thousand pieces
broken again by an invader
who doesn't understand
how hard it is to grow flowers again in  deserted sand
how hard it is to feel again when you've been numb for a long long time