Saturday, December 10, 2011

Fucking Crippled

Loving another has made me

Fucking crippled

Injured by its duration

Scarred from the attachment

Lines of relation shattered

Left to pick up half the pieces

Glue seems useless

It will only hold the pieces long enough

But eventually it will fall and break again

A life spent putting pieces back together

Trusting the pieces glued

Will hold together better in the future

Then in the past

I am crippled because of this truth

I am too cynical to glue the pieces back together