Poetry is for the broken
To say the words left unspoken
I don’t want to be broken
But I’m not like most men

I cry when I hurt
When I’m kicked to the dirt
Then I fall deeper into some desert
You would think I’d run but I just insert

Deeper into the sand
Deeper into the land
Deeper till I can no longer stand
Deeper until it’s just my hand

It’d all be so easy
Darling, don’t feel uneasy
I know it sounds cheesy
But after all, I am ******

Or at least that’s what you said
When I left you on that bed
You yelled so I fled
Who was I to tread?

So just let me burn
Put my ashes in an urn
And maybe I’ll learn
As I fall into a place of no return

Deeper into the fire
Deeper as I slowly tire
Deeper where there is no choir
Deeper away from the spire

You weren’t happy with me
So of course I’d flee
It’s not that I agree
It’s that I want you to be free

I’ll be gone before you can even blink
So all I need is this one drink
Till it’s so many drinks that I can’t think
And then I finally just sink

Deeper into the sea
Deeper so you can’t see me
Deeper till you shout with glee
Deeper until I’M finally free