Piece by piece
I have fallen apart
Once again
All because of you
It's nothing I'm not used to
I pull myself back together brand new
But my parts have worn out
Ragged and old
Who would want me now?
After constantly stitching back my soul
Pulling myself together
I won't stay forever
The sharp needle doesn't hurt
It should
But I've had worst
I'm your creation
You sow words into me
For some kind of humiliation
And I'm supposed to appreciate what you do
Bones begin to rust
Veins begin to bust
Hearts begin to burst
It all takes a turn for the worst
I'm not asking
It's more demanding
Get out of my head
This is madness
I've got to break your habit
Heal me
Strengthen my bones
My words
Are not left breathlessly
Mend the unraveling seams
There should be burning in my veins
Where I need to feel the energy
I know who I am
I know what I want
But down inside
Where I hide
You'll never find me alive
YOU ARE READING
Medicine
PoetryCutting open my heart to pour out how I feel. It comes down in floods of blood as words scatter on the floor in a jumbled mess or a pathetic attempt to explain my feelings. A book filled with all of my poetry. Enjoy the somewhat dark and somewhat li...
