One day, I Broke Open
I did not want to speak words
Or share my thoughts
I hated the world
I hated it all
I hated you
And I hated him
And I hated me
Especially me
My chest was filled
With conversations unspoken
My heart was dead
But my body kept moving
Then one day I broke
Over a slate of white
I leaked black ink
And words bled out of my mind
That putrid ick
didn't hang over my eyes
And then just as suddenly
I was alive
This poem is about:
Me