Like a cup smashed between two steel plates...
I'm trying to build up my heart again from the pieces i have left.
But the impact was so deep,
the pieces so thin,
so indistinguishable,
that some of them have trespassed my skin.
And bleeding so little,
through so painful wounds,
all over what i used to be but i don't think i longer should,
it's not letting me breath,
is keeping me from justice.
Is it worth it? I don't know.
I'm not strong enough to hold that thought.
I was pushed between two different roads
and chose not to choose, and yet the game began.
You have turned me into what I have become.
You know, so
Don't ask
don't speak
don't think
don't bother.
Like a cup smashed between two steel plates
I found myself unrecognizable.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
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2 comments:
Flor, this is lovely. Thank you for sharing this, although I hope you are feeling better than when you wrote it.
I suppose it is okay to leave a comment in English when the post is in English, yes?
haha it is tolly ok to leave a comment in any language you please! I govern over the rules of freedom of press and speech! :p
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