A Broken Road

A broken road
Behind
My home, back home
Stays broken
Year
After year
Rattling the car’s windows
Every time
I drive through
Making me wonder
Why
They don’t repair it
Once
Just once, for good?
Then one day
They did
And the home
With unfamiliar streets
Stopped being home.

With my
Broken heart
Mended
Part by part
Will I also
One day
Stop
Being me?