I've never known a poet left unbattered by life's cruel jokes.
But isn't that what life is?
One big, cosmic joke.
Someone's laughing at our expense.

Let's drop a glass on the floor, shall we?
Watch it fall.
Focusing on it, the deliberate loosening
Of your hand.
Did the wine inside catch the light?
Did it reflect?
Did you see your eyes, your face?
That small smile.
The smile that shows you know how loud
This will be.
Do you see the base of the glass kiss
The marbled ground?
The first splinter moves up the stem; your
Smile gets bigger.
Splinters spread and the wine blooms
From the cracks.
But no one looks around to see what
The noise was.
They carry on their lives while you
Expect to be
The centre of something for once in
A long while.
You want to turn heads in a room
While you smash.

embrace the chaos
let your body scream
and shake with the inability
to love your own being
your own worth
of being alive

flaunt your insanity
allow the voices unlimited access
to your broken frame
but show them
you're still in control
albeit just and still

you're not the person
the others think you are
you're better, stronger
so much more beautiful than that
**** the voices
they couldn't be more wrong
about the beauty shining in your swimming eyes

i love you babe, you have no idea how much
*<3