Never Anything

Glass shards

All that’s left

Sprinkled on the marble floor

Heart hidden behind a locked steel cage

Exposure would cause damage

Rust from those that drown you

Ashes from those who burn

Sands of time

Pour over the raw muscle

Infatuations setting it ablaze

Fervent optimism of reciprocation cooling it down

The glass heart

Transparent to anyone brave enough to notice

Hard as stone

Frangible

When left in feeble hands

But this weak heart

Will shatter 

From the tiniest touch

The gentlest zephyr

The lightest ripple

The shortest text… 

Sorry.

Please don’t be mad.

The heart slips

Fractured

Lost

Goodbye to another stranger

Time of death

Saturday

March 29

5:04pm

Again

Beep…

Beep…

Beep…

Lift the screen

Apologies

Excuses

Lies? We choose to believe

Truths? We question

Can the glass heart mend?

Can the hand be strengthened?

Through increased 

Sensibilities

Affections

Intimacy

Or will we ever be

Never anything?