To whom it may concern,
I may be broken.
Like a fragmented mirror,
my pieces no longer fit together.
My reflection is disfigured,
and my edges are sharp.
To whom it may concern,
I am the worst case scenario.
My mouth is a typhoon,
and my mind is a swamp.
I will drag you down,
and I will drown you out.
To whom it may concern,
I am the blistering all encompasing heat.
You will yearn for me,
and I will embrace you.
What you see as an act of kindness was bourn of malice.
To whom it may concern,
I was created in a moment of madness.
Star crossed lovers brought about their own demise,
via a daughter that was poisonous to touch, to love, to be.
To whom it may concern,
There are no apologies to be found here.
No words of comfort exist.
I am the black hole that they speak of,
I am nature vs. nurture at its finest.
To whom it may concern.