Tear Myself Apart Poem by Kalee Skriver

Tear Myself Apart



With fingernails dug into the grooves of my skin,
My face,
I tear myself apart with movements of rage,
Yet grace.
In the end I hand you my scattered pieces,
Broken.
Dont you dare throw them away, for this is what you did.
Now Ive spoken.

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