sprout

[xhalf_emptyx]

the lost little seed
of what could have been
haunts my frozen hands
contracts the shallow pit
my cardboard soul kept shut
my sunken heart too heavy
too heavy to unreel
every time i try and look
the further from the truth
it bleeds my inner function
to solidify my choice
of life and death to save my
own - my own selfish life
counter - act my counterpart
this subject hurts my teeth
the fragile life i held
in my own
two
hands