16/05/2026
BROKEN: My Body, My Mind, My Soul
By: Antio Agapi
Lifeless,
My body is bruised, wounded, scarred, and mutilated.
Bruises that seem to be as dark as the blackest night without a ray of light.
Wounds that cut deeper than it appears on flesh, like it was cut by a scythe.
Scars that feel attached to my skin where the essence of my life seems to take flight.
Lifeless, like a rag doll, mutilated and unidentifiable, tortured beyond recognition by first sight.
Deranged,
My mind is anxious, depressed, chaotic, and maniacal.
Anxiety is what I struggled with my everyday life, mind you, I am more than that.
Depression? Crazy to think that it made me better, it made me think precisely as a dot.
Chaos is what they say I create, but it isn’t just as simple as that, the disarray I create is an art.
Deranged? Am I? Maybe, but remember, you created me, when you were offended by a simple spat
Malevolent,
My soul is dark, vengeful, unforgiving, and malicious.
Darkness is an old friend, the cold embrace at the end of the day, it fuels my thirst for revenge.
Vengeance is overrated they say, then why run when it is after you in the form of a confrontation Enge?
Unforgivable are the things I want to do, instead? I end up just waiting for karma to get you, and be avenged.
Malevolent, that’s how they called me, a malicious snitch and leech, and yet, you were the ones who discarded and left me in the end.
Broken,
I am in pieces.
But the thing is, I am great with puzzles, I will slowly fix what you destroyed.
I am lost.
Yet, I will be found, the right people will be searching for me, and that is joy being bestowed.
I am forgotten,
I was, but the thing is? They arrived without my plead to be remembered.
BROKEN: My Body, My Mind, My Soul
By: Antio Agapi
