Falling down ten flights of stairs,
bleeding, scraping knees and the fair
skin that no longer clings to bone.

Bone that creaks and snaps with each bend,
turning, pivotal points and refusing to mend
when broken with the force of the fall.

Eyes bruise black and swell up cold.
Voice doesn't speak and do what its told
when lips part open and only breath leaves.

I am broken, and I am falling apart.
My body is decaying and my heart
is being burned with words from them.