Countdown to Capacities: Day 5

Day 5 – 1101

Broken Mirrors

I see the shards of broken glass

The ones that pierced your now ruined heart

I think of ways to stitch them back

But mine was bruised and beaten

I find it hard to give something

That I obviously lack

Screaming Turtles

Alone I lay in bed

My lungs are steady breathing

My blood pumping in my ears

I blink once, I see your face

I blink twice, my vision lingers

At the lines and curves of your name

I wish I’d stop thinking

I wish I’d start hearing

Something besides your voice in my head


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