Broken

I've been broken one hundred fold
All by faces without names
My stories told without preaching
Shattered silly with foolish games

Distant is the warmth of ember
Spread apart by ocean tides
Held too close once before
Where shivers live, there I die

Sheets are wet with perspiration
Cold the fear with which I live
My mouth is dry, lips are sealed
Shall I break or shall I heave

I've been blistered all throughout
By the ghosts of awry lies
In the end, it goes without saying
All my pieces, tears run dry