splinters
if i only had the energy to rage,
if i only believed it might serve a purpose.
the hell of this indecision,
bitter, desperate place.
abandoned. used like a cheap toy,
thrown to the dogs.
life just fragments
broken glass, splinters, hurt.
the void gapes wide,
emptiness like a cavern.
i fall. smashed teeth, broken skin.
disfigured.
and i am alone again,
rejected.
the detritus that laps against
the shore of your perfect life.
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