Frail

Frail
like a grandmother's hand
twisted and withered. 

Frail 
like an empty shell lying on the sand 
an old home, now abandoned. 

Frail 
a broken heart
locked in a cage of rib bones. 

Frail 
a dead leaf in the wind
being blown from one lonely lawn to another. 

Frail
quietly dying inside 
while smiling like nothing could be better.

Frail 
bruised and broken
in a hospital bed.

Frail
shut up 
and pushed down 
by the cruel words you have said.

Frail 
knew born life
innocent and curios 

Frail 
a new start 
for all of us. 
 
 

Inkpaw

VT

18 years old

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    Looming over your shoulders

    Each stack higher than its former

    Every thought and every scrap

    Of an idea too scared to ponder

     

    Every moment that hurt

    Each minute that lingered longer

  • Inadequacy


    How do I push the words out
    From behind my taffy tongue 
    Thick with salty tears 
    And full of grubby thumb 


    I’m a child 
    Pretending that I’m numb 
    To escape the overwhelming feelings 

  • Paper Frogs

    Why

    When feet fall soft but quick 

    Does the hallway extend

    And the hot breath of whoever’s behind me feel hotter 

    Why do I stay pressed to the wall 

    Like a stubborn gruby sticker