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Shards
The words crash into me and shatter against my soul.
Like bursting through a stained glass window, the prismatic shards slicing me.
Lying bloodied in my mind, curled up on the floor.
The silence like a gag in my mouth, suffocating my inner voice, dragging me down.
The inner child in me weeps silently at the gravesite of my psyche.
The shards of my broken mind swept out of the confines of my essence.
I silent husk drifting down to the sidewalk of my existence.
Like bursting through a stained glass window, the prismatic shards slicing me.
Lying bloodied in my mind, curled up on the floor.
The silence like a gag in my mouth, suffocating my inner voice, dragging me down.
The inner child in me weeps silently at the gravesite of my psyche.
The shards of my broken mind swept out of the confines of my essence.
I silent husk drifting down to the sidewalk of my existence.
Published 9th Aug 2017
| Edited 14th Aug 2017
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9th Aug 2017 2:32pm
Excellent write Mon Lupe ... "shards" is one of my favorite words ... add "prismatic" and you blow me away. "Silence like a gag in my mouth" - sweet. "silent husk drifting down to the sidewalk" - powerful.
9th Aug 2017 2:35pm
Thank you very much, that is the darkness in me, the bile I have cleanse so I can move through the day. I am glad you enjoyed it.
9th Aug 2017 2:39pm
We all have darkness and shadow ... "The most terrifying thing is to accept oneself completely" - Jung
24th Feb 2023 2:22am
