Fracture Poem by April Swanson

Drown out, the voice that breaks the silence
And takes the joy out of everything

We made a plan that was subject to change
So whatever was it works out-
we both get the blame

And you took the wind right out of my sails
By sweating me out on all the little details

I want to trace your scars with
my fingertips, want to follow it's
fracturing line

Follow the fracture with my finger,
And watch it connect to mine

Allow me this one weakness
To shatter your thoughts just one more time

Mine have been torn apart enough,
I guess I wasn’t as tough

You used to know what I wanted to say,
Now my words,
they only get in the way