Your mind
Is a whirlwind,
A maelstrom
All scattered
Your heart has been torn apart,
Broken and shattered
Now nothing else matters
To you on the surface
But grungey rejoinders,
A vape
And some verses
Conversing with you though
Reveals the concealed
And when you crack a smile
I know you still feel,
You still care,
You still try
To believe living life
Doesn’t mean you just die
At the end of it
Having spent none of it
Finding
The love you misplaced
Or have trouble defining
Consigned to the trash
Heap of past
Deepest cuts
And the lingering pain
In the heart
As it shuts
Out the would-be abusers
Preemptively
Safe
From the hurt
And the worth
Less than dirt
Sort of fate
But not stating this
With any judgment intent
Just relating it to
My own former torment