Steam (Human Machines)

I am not a machine…

I cry, breathe, love… bleed…

Worked to the bone… see me breakdown…

In need of a mechanic and a surgeon because my parts no longer wish to work… and my heart murmurs what was once a strong thump…

I question my existence…

Only to listen to the silence that falls upon me that leaves me without an answer to my inquiry…

My thoughts and I wait alone… and the weight of being alone weighs more than one can stand… the pressure builds up… I break down…

But am far from broken… I just need a release…

I am only human…

One thought on “Steam (Human Machines)

  1. well said and felt as all 7 billion of us on planet blue can related to this poem because it rings true.
    On Fri, Mar 28, 2014 at 4:23 PM, WordPress.com

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