the secret of a broken heart

here's my broken secret

and here's the key

 

here's the shards

and here's me

 

all these broken pieces

all these empty spaces

 

cannot fix what is handmade

yet cannot fix what breaks

 

no more hot glue

i'm far past blue

 

i suffocate in my box

growing deaf from the same old songs

 

i'm found

outside

but lost

inside

 

too many skeletons

too many hearts beating

 

yet i bleed

you watch me

 

my secret

still beating

in your hands

silencing

Reviews

[avant security guard]

you are a fantastic poet
well done!
(he applauds)