You Can Kill Me, You know

The pain of love is real.

Crackle-crick-crackle.
Heart made of spackle,
Each serrated word,
A bone-crushing tackle.

Tick-trick, tick-trick, tick-trick.
Thin cracks swiftly scatter.
Situation escalating too quick.
Interior mechanics shatter.

Boom, crash, crumble.
Gouged, trampled, slowly dying.
Holding the wound, I stumble.
Bleeding out, can't cease trying.

Bu-Bump, Bu-bump....Bu-Bump.....Bu-bump.
Vision blurring, fading to no sight.
I didn't fall in love, I chose to jump.
I still love you; you know that, right?

Reviews

[Fairieswithscales]

“I didn’t fall in love , I chose to jump”
I love that. Great poem. Making heartbreaks literal and i think we can all relate

[Matthew Kult]

Unbearably Devastated

Great Read

Matthew

[RebeccaRose]

Thank you very much! I wrote exactly what I was feeling in the moment. Almost all my work is done that way, creating vivid imagery.

[Matthew Kult]

Its well done. Quite lovely.

Matthew