Broken

I am completely broken, from inside to out
 Completely empty, except for mounting doubt
 Heart aching, soul battered and bruised
 Feeling nothing more than used.
Ripped from inside, I feel the hole
 No longer beating, mounted upon a pole
 Bleeding and dying, living no more
 While everything else is waging a war.

Betrayal, untruths, right to my face
 When it happens, there's no time to brace
 But pushing ahead, face to the sun
 To get away from it all, only if I could run.