Fractured mind and soul <br />Tortures that went before <br />They are my bonding means <br />Weaving my pieces together <br />Keeping me from the hole of darkness <br /> <br />Soft whispers in my ear <br />Bewildering chatting away <br />Disturbing my waking thoughts <br />But they are mine to keep <br />Family of one made up of many <br /> <br /> <br />http: //allpoetry.com/poem/4573407<br /><br />Kim Schilling<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mosaic-mind/
