Gripping tight
This failure to scream and let go.
Condensed nightmares,
HA! Just add the water
Drop by drop.
Stab the knife in to cut
The top right off.
Velvet gloves prickle and tear.
While pearls of ice
Fill my heated self.
Tears? To salty for the soup,
And anger too ripe.
Love just enough to hold on
To my insane sanity.
Though it might crack
Being trapped behind
This broken glass.