The Broken Mirror

It was an accident, I
Swear.
I didn't mean to smash.
But my stare
Scared me. My apologies
Can move mountains but not
You.
Is your humanity aroused?
When you see the drips from my
Clenched fist on your
Floor?
Stop staring, I swear
The mess was never there.
I think I did wish
It was your face.
I wanted the satisfying
Crunch.
Does that make me bad?
You don't hear sorries
So I won't say.
Please stop- I promise
It won't happen again.
Have I broken your
Belief? Your faith?
I guess I have kept
Intact your regret
Of me. I wish
If i can't- I mean-
I mean- If I can't
Break you- That you would
Break something besides me
So that I wouldn't be
Scared by your- by my
Stare.

Untitled Poem.

It’s unsettling,

How you’ve left off haunting my dreams

To visit me in waking hours, too.

How am I supposed to have any

Relief?

You’ve made me frozen,

Dumb but not the mercy

Of numbness. I can feel your nails

Dig and burrow in my skin.

How can I continue to explain

The bruises upon my waking and

The tears on my face

And the screams half stopped in my throat?

People already think

I’m crazy.

You’re just

A dream.

Why can’t I wake up?

If my death is what it takes,

I swear I’m almost there

If that’s your

Intent, then please,

Continue.