Wink

When we hug it doesn't quite work
Too long of limbs and too many of them
      Elbows in sides
      Knees knocking against each other
But we fill each others spaces
And that might be all either of us need
(Book and movies told me
we should fit together perfectly
I think this is okay too)


My poem. Feel free to criticize.

There’s a fragile sight in my view
Of your soul- so frail and thin
Its glass-like shell is cracked
And the healing can’t begin

Slow and painful is your decent
Into a sea of broken thoughts
With the cracks ever widening
And your spirit left in knots

I extend a hand to help
But I only meet closed eyes
Aid is far from your reach now
And your pain is your reprise

Over and over
Repeat and repeat still
You can’t end your suffering
And wonder if you ever will

You thought it would get better
But everything has gone downhill
The glass is now shattered
And the shards are starting to kill

Your mind is in ruins
Everything has fallen apart
Life’s harsh conditions
Has stop your beating heart

So now I know the truth
Of how far you’ve come
And that life is just a he11 
That we can’t escape from


My poem. Feel free to criticize.