Painting my face with the salt of my fears

lips tremble with hatred

i cant love

for i am broken

my hearts strings have fallen to the depths

you play them but they don’t make a sound

the silence is deadly

i want nothing to do with it

why waste my breath on the fact that i cant

i am broken

i am shattered

with no pieces

scattered with no place

drowning in an endless desert of self loathing