Not normally...but this is a poem...for...reasons.
A P o Em
Who can write
With a broken pen (heart)
Amongst all these shattered
Glass pieces of (my heart) the bottle
Thrown against the wall (of my chest)
Who can heal (sob)
While clenching teeth (photos) so tightly
The blood is barely (runs freely) concealed
Who fucking wants to
Who fucking wants to
Why bother
When it will all happen again
On a whim against the weakness
Flower petals so easily crushed by
Heavy winter boots
Fucking indifferent
Don't
Please don't
Don't say it
...I love you too
~shard
12/3/16
A P o Em
Who can write
With a broken pen (heart)
Amongst all these shattered
Glass pieces of (my heart) the bottle
Thrown against the wall (of my chest)
Who can heal (sob)
While clenching teeth (photos) so tightly
The blood is barely (runs freely) concealed
Who fucking wants to
Who fucking wants to
Why bother
When it will all happen again
On a whim against the weakness
Flower petals so easily crushed by
Heavy winter boots
Fucking indifferent
Don't
Please don't
Don't say it
...I love you too
~shard
12/3/16