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Mar 2014
Metal through wood
And diamond through stone
I walk this path on my own
No hands to hold
No lips to touch
I break my heart just to feel the rush
Feet are throbing but I walk alone
Loss of the days when I used to moan
Chin upward so I don't feel the sting
I've broken us but not everything
Arrow through skin
And cement through glass
I talk to myself as a way to get past
No eyes to watch
No body to warm
I snap my bones as a way to transform
Muscles ache but I push against limits
Now days move in seconds rather than minutes
Smile stronger so they see and believe
You are not the only thing that I need
Fire through paper
And knife through water
I breathe a different air to reduce the slaughter
No words to reach
No heart to keep
I puncture a hole in the lungs of my responsibilites
Taking in carbon monoixde without taste
Searching for meaning so I'm not a waste
Stand a little taller than I did before
Pretending I can achieve a life that's so much more
Teeth through plastic
And hand through chest
I feel destroyed rather than blessed.
E Hartwig
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