Breaking it down
You have the power
to reduce me to
-absolute rubble-.
Yesterday I was a sure woman,
a STRONG woman...
Today I am a shambles in
your wake.
How did this get so
far out of control?
My heart tells me I should've quit
you such a LONG time ago...
But what does my heart know?
It's duct-taped and safety-pinned and
curled up around its tattered edges
and is generally in no condition to
tell me what condition *I'm* in.
(Of course it would help if I was listening...)
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Written for LJIdol Week Two, Topic: "Deconstruction"