Literary Yard

Search for meaning

By: Linda M Crate


all these broken pieces
make up the whole of me,
and i remember
dancing with all the scars
burning with the
my heart isn’t a machine like yours
it has always felt the rain and
the sunshine and the blooming of the
you have never felt a thing
so now i’ll shatter you
break all the cogs
clearly there was a fatal flaw in your
and i will right it for all the wrongs you’ve
given me
vengeance isn’t right
an eye for an eye would only blind the world;
but you’re already blind and i am
blinded by my emotions
just allow me this moment of insanity
sometimes i must break
in order to be strong.


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