Broken

I  
 feel broken  
 in so many ways  
In my heart, my soul,  
 my thoughts scattered to the wind  
 
So much going on ... I just need to stop,  
 
collect myself, become whole again.  

 Is there a place  
in this world that we can really be who we want to be.

 Where there’s time to stop, take a breath,  
 time to  
look around, maybe change directions,  
 
Go back … perhaps right a wrong.  
Is there such a place? Please  
tell me where it is.  
I need to find it  
…I need to be  
 there.