Broken things

 She always liked to play

With broken things

With torn and tattered toys 

She'd sewn together with strings

She'd tinker with old clocks

That had lost their time

Pulling apart pieces

To see what she'd find 

Cogs and gears with missing parts  

And old rusted chimes

That used to play sweet melodies

During far away times

Those times when things

Still seemed precious and new

But those times never

Seemed to really be true

She knew that time

Broke all things in the end

But every thing broken

Was a chance to mend

Two broken clocks

Could be made into one

 A mixture of pieces could make

Time's damage undone 

For her, Life was a chance 

To fix, tinker, and toy. 

A harmless way to pass the time, 

Until she met the Broken boy. 

There the Broken boy stood 

watching her, all alone

The shattered shell of steel

Hiding what she had known.  

She'd known broken things

All of her life

Every chink in his armor

A story of strife

She reached out to him

And got out her strings

She knew what to do

When she saw broken things

She worked at the armor

A tinker's great pride 

But no matter how much

She continuously tried

She just couldn't mend

his broken shell

It had spent too much time

In the depths of time's hell

Time broke all things

She'd known it was true

But time also loses pieces

And she knew what to do

The shell was hiding 

What he was missing inside

The shattered steel a mask

Of what he wanted to hide 

Emptiness filled him

From years of lost trust

His once beating heart

Now crumbled to dust 

Silence was a comfort 

Being alone hid the truth 

His emptiness a reminder 

Of what he had been through 

He had given his heart

To the master called time

Now each day for him

Was a mountain to climb

Each step weighed down

By his shattered steel

Hoping that his eyes

Wouldn't reveal

But she could see the broken thing

hiding behind those cold eyes

She could see that his armor

Was his dark disguise. 

So she got to work

With scissors and strings

She knew that new pieces

Could fix broken things

She had so little to offer 

Except for one part

So she tore open her chest

And pulled out her heart

She opened his armor

And placed her heart in his chest

Stepping back as it beat

Watching where it now rest

He is still a broken thing

But his eyes shine anew

No longer alone 

Because now she's a broken thing too