Unravel
You see this,
this
is how
I
unravel.
I fall to the
floor.
This is where it all
begins.
I have finally ripped free from all the stitching
Torn all the fabric
You will pick up each and every piece
in an attempt to try to sew them back together again
But can't you see?
I dont want you to fix me.
I dont need you to.
Nor do I want you to.
You see
This is our end.
And this
This
Is where
I
Begin.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world