Don’t you ever think
That I do not sink
Deeper into this indelible ink
You are the face
I am the behind
We are both a part
Of this stained plate of life
A plate made of china
So fragile and defined
It can easily get shattered
Into a million pieces of porcelain
A piece from that plate
Is so lonely and betrayed
By the ones that had formed it
And gave it a fate
Starved of emotions
A life full of commotion
A void within my soul
Getting larger as I get old
I try to put them together
The pieces of my heart
Every time that I miss
It stabs me from within
And it tares me apart
I sit and restart
Nick Kler