Fractured! Poem by Kameron Wilson

There is no break or tear,
In this, I rarely share,
just to many micro-fractures.

No not broken,
Just fractured,
Not very outspoken
But Structured
And soft-spoken.

Fractures,
My heart consist of many,
Soon to become hard and chilly.

So hard and stone-like
The tide will never wash away its pike.
Erodes, it does slowly.

Until it is nothing;
And even through nothingness,
It will still feel pain nonetheless.