Broke

I wrote this poem as an assignment in a creative writing class in college...I never really liked poetry because everybody always wrote sad peoms about emotions and dark feelings...ZZZZZ. So this was my attempt at giving the people what they want. The picture below was found on a poetry website and is titled..."Blah blah blah, something something Sadness". I think that helps prove my point.





i’m living in the shadow of the other me
desperate to bury what I used to be
a carcass of emotion
dead feelings cloud my mind
my heart once bled an ocean
but now it is dry inside
even though she broke it
I fixed it and I’ll never be broke again
except in my pockets.
Now may I please borrow a dollar?