I have left fragments
of myself
in your hands.
Bits and pieces
bleeding through your fingertips
like fresh cuts.
I am waiting
for you to figure out
how to put back together
what you so willingly
broke.
I am not a replaceable prop
for you to use when you feel like it.
Feb 8, 2021
Feb 8, 2021 at 10:10 PM UTC
I have left fragments
of myself
in your hands.
Bits and pieces
bleeding through your fingertips
like fresh cuts.
I am waiting
for you to figure out
how to put back together
what you so willingly
broke.
I am not a replaceable prop
for you to use when you feel like it.
