Into pavement,
Like glass smashing.
Onto concrete,
Like windows crashing.
The pull to the chest,
Of the heart breaking.
Like a crystal tornado
Wrapped up in your veins,
Tearing it out
With each swirl of the winds,
That carried you off,
At the begins.
Onto the ground,
Like tossed carcass.
Hands over head,
Like a curled ball.
Contain the storm,
That lashed out of bounds.
Heels to ass
Elbows to knees
The smaller the target
The less there will be
Shards of the tornado
Destroying the soul.