Broken

you are broken and we will fix you
you told me

Shine On, You Crazy Diamond
they sang

can you see the light at the end of the tunnel? is it there?
she asked

No.

the free fall is over, at last
the dried sea bottom felt like melted tarmac, in my dream
with the impending destructive wave waiting at the horizon

there is no light in my darkest hour
no reason
and no scope
the tunnel collapsed
and the diamond has been crushed

i am broken and nobody can fix me