Thursday, June 25, 2009

Shatter Me

Just take a hammer. Late at night, take a hammer and shatter me. I am cracked already.

Take a chisel. Just take a chisel and work away what is left. Let me be shavings on the floor.

Take bleach. Take bleach and clean the mess you think I am. Clean it until all evidence is gone.

Take this life. Take it. I don't want it anymore.

4 screams:

Tricia J. O'Brien said...

and then comes the Phoenix
because you love it like fire
sharp and bright
and purifying

eden tyler said...

I really like this...

I know you're super busy, but I'd love to read some of your work when you get a chance.
I still need to send you mine, as well


lissa said...

there's a terrible sadness in this, like this person has completely giving up or accepting the life that is given, but perhaps the accepting is like a release, to finally leave the mess and the pain, like a rebirth

Elizabeth McKenzie said...

I love your blog. I echo Eden's words, I'd love to read your stuff.