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

Image by Juhee Bae from Pixabay 

  12 comments for “A Thousand Pieces

  1. October 22, 2019 at 9:10 am

    A strong message.

    • Christine Bolton
      October 22, 2019 at 9:29 am

      Thank you! ☺️

      • October 22, 2019 at 10:01 am

        You’re welcome 😉

  2. October 22, 2019 at 10:54 am

    Oh my, very strong…

    • Christine Bolton
      October 22, 2019 at 8:47 pm

      Thanks Marian 🙂

  3. October 22, 2019 at 9:04 pm

    Kick that one to the curb. Truce is only respite between battles… Good poem, Christine.

    • Christine Bolton
      October 22, 2019 at 11:48 pm

      Ha! Yes 🤣 Thanks Lisa

      • October 23, 2019 at 4:07 pm

        You’re welcome.

  4. October 23, 2019 at 1:04 am

    Oh this is Powerful.

    • Christine Bolton
      October 23, 2019 at 9:00 pm

      Thank you so much 🙂💕

      • October 23, 2019 at 9:08 pm

        Welcome 🙂

  5. Christine Bolton
    October 23, 2019 at 8:58 pm

    Thank you so much 🙂💕

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