A New Write...been doing that a lot lately.
Now I have a broken heart
To accompany my broke mind.
My fingertips graced-
A frosted window.
I witnessed your snap
Burnt lamp shades,
A smashed TV, a room of witness
Brought by your destruction.
What was that last straw,
My Dear?
Was is panic holding pain
That made you jealous?
Was is love, hating life
That took your faith?
Or life hating faith
That broke your shoulders...?
Whatever the reason or Rhyme
I love you dear
Now I have a broken heart
To accompany my broken mind.