Control

B     r      o     k      e      n

so very

broken

 

S                                t                         
             a         t                       r                    d...
     h                                  e              e

I felt

shattered

into many pieces

 

I fell

         down
                   down
                             down

down to the place

I was once 

warned

 

My sister

was there

 

she told me tales of woe

that  d      d      d   
           r       r       r  
             i       i       i 
              p      p     p 

dripped in the sink

 

trails of red

as your life    d   r     a        i            n                 e                    d

from where you wanted it to

 

you see

it wasn't about wanting

to leave the world

 

it was about controlling what you were given

 

for once

I dictated what hurt me

and that

felt

good.

Comments

B_walka28

I love everything about this poem

 

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Thank you!!! :)

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