Standing before the mirror, caught between reflection and ruin.
Broken Dreams I is a moment suspended, the breath before the fall, the silence before the scream.This poem captures the weight of numbness, the confusion inside clarity, and the fragile space where life and thought blur.
It’s not just about pain, it’s about the search for meaning when everything else has gone quiet.For anyone who’s ever stared into their own reflection and wondered how they got there, this poem is for you.🪶 From The Cushy Circle:
Broken Dreams I - a whisper of survival written in verse.Format: Digital poem (PDF/Text)
Author: Oluwafemi Samuel Ariyo