Take a Cup

Let It
Fall
In
Disarray
Watch It
Slowly
Give Away
To The
Weight
Of
Gravity

And as it shatters on the ground
It glares at you in agony
Asking why you let it stay
On this path of self-hate.

Tried to pick it’s remains
But as an act of defiance
It turn towards pain
And cuts you as you try to help it.

There’s no longer a cup.



© Sofia Villagrana 2018