I'M Here Again Poem by Dorothea Gift Of God

Keep
my thoughts
trapped
beyond the walls
the same walls
that have no balance
in
their imbalance.
See me for
who I have not
turned out to be
a broken down Toyota
burning on the side of the road.
Am I here enough to not be who
I was raised to be
... nothing at all.
But a human racing against time,
so here I am again living another written broken lie.
Break me in half before my enemies, and
lean on the knife that breaks the under heaven gates.