Metal Petals

Why am I so damaged
I cant make out
Where the pieces go
There is no light
Among these fragments
Dark, disfigured edges
Twisting and turning
I make them fit
Adding color
To the moistened corners
With blood mixed with tears
There is no love
No hope
A needle
And wire
I will reconstruct
These shattered pieces
Into something horrid
No longer needing soft embraces
Or whispers in the dark
One suture
One cross pattern
I weave out the memories
And construct
An unmoving soul
It will survive
The hurricanes of emotions
Deflect and splinter
This disease called love
It is no longer needed
I slip into this metal contraption
I have created
A prison
Of joyful nothingness
Escaping into this drab
Hollow sanctuary
Where I grow stale
And forget I ever needed you

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