A Thousand Pieces

A Thousand Pieces

First a crack
then a chip
until it is shattered
My body in pieces
of broken glass
left strewn and scattered
 
My heart was
sliced through like
butter on a heady night
Body now
Unrecognizable
Lifeless, with no more fight
 
This your punishment
You have
mastered your skill
In shock I am thrown
Bewildered and stunned
Left like roadkill
 
Abandoned to rot,
which is your desire,
as I am of no more use
Until you realize
what you have done
and you will call for a truce
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Prompts:

Broken - OctPoWriMo
Glass  - WotD
Heady - FOWC
Butter - RDP
Body - Go Dog Go Cafe 

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