Fragmented
We are split up, fragmented,
A shattered mess all over the kitchen floor
Sexuality is over there
Self-esteem in the other corner
Clear thought tangled up in doubt of reality
Feelings are buried within each other
Rage is climbing hard, eager for action
Exhaustion is cowering
Suicidal tendencies are ready to jump
Inner refuge has a cozy spot
Too far away to be of any use
Hope is making a rare appearance
Pieces are crawling up the wall,
Moving toward the light
Pieces have made it to the window,
Glimpsing the sun, feeling its warmth
Come, we beckon to the other pieces
See, there’s more
The hand that shattered us still exists,
The world that didn’t protect us still exists
But look, there’s more
Wild Fire
There’s a wild fire
Growing
Sucking up the air
Not caring
It will rage
It will devour
Questions and doubts
Are piling up
The shelf that holds them
Is about to break
And may your gods help you
When it does
There’s a fire
Coming
17 VOLUME 10 |ISSUE 1 |2019
We are split up, fragmented,
A shattered mess all over the kitchen floor
Sexuality is over there
Self-esteem in the other corner
Clear thought tangled up in doubt of reality
Feelings are buried within each other
Rage is climbing hard, eager for action
Exhaustion is cowering
Suicidal tendencies are ready to jump
Inner refuge has a cozy spot
Too far away to be of any use
Hope is making a rare appearance
Pieces are crawling up the wall,
Moving toward the light
Pieces have made it to the window,
Glimpsing the sun, feeling its warmth
Come, we beckon to the other pieces
See, there’s more
The hand that shattered us still exists,
The world that didn’t protect us still exists
But look, there’s more
Wild Fire
There’s a wild fire
Growing
Sucking up the air
Not caring
It will rage
It will devour
Questions and doubts
Are piling up
The shelf that holds them
Is about to break
And may your gods help you
When it does
There’s a fire
Coming
17 VOLUME 10 |ISSUE 1 |2019
