I am barefoot on shattered glass,

Bleeding from the shards stuck in my feet.

I reach out to you,
Who will never meet me,
Who will never know me.

I spit blood
From the holes
Where the teeth,
I spat out,
After taking,
The punch,
That put me,
On the ground,
Used to be.

I try to push myself up,
To my feet.
I reach out to you,

Though, I will never know you,
I will never meet you.

I brace myself again,
Ready for the impact.

Dead on my feet,
Entombed in myself.

I can’t carry on.
I must carry on.

I pick the shards from my soles,
Fit my teeth into ****** holes,

I know that I will never meet you,
I will never know you.

The tears like rain,
Water fallow ground,
As I reach out again,

To you,

Who will never know my name,

As your name dies,

On my bruised and ****** lips.