It’s ok, It’s just my heart
I whispered to the mirror
With no one there
to dry my tears
Except my wry reflection

Words will never break my bones
Although they’ll always hurt me
I’ve cried the ocean
Shore to shore
But somehow I’m still floating.

I clung to jagged rocks of
pain
So that I wouldn’t drift
And although the waves tore to the bone
They couldn’t break my grip

I’d rather die than be alone
But sometimes I can’t hide
From the tsunami born of emptiness
That gnaws at my insides.