Empty vessel
Broken on the kitchen floor
Such a small tragedy
Look at it like it means so much more


Grey blue
Pieces scattered against ugly white tile
Carefully, I walk across the small room
Each step a mile


Shouting
Angry words bleeding red
Cuts onto my hands as I gather fragments
I want to forget everything, everyone has ever said


Water
Tears in the sink, while the water goes down pink
I’m not listening
And I know neither of you will stop to think


Closed door
I sink, slide boneless to the floor
Counting the hours counting the minutes
Until I get away to something more