they asked her why,
why she would do this to herself-
cozy up next to merciless men,
hands on her body,
yet, steer clear of her heart.
you know what you want-
her smile mocked them:
have you ever been so broken
you can’t breathe-
want to kill your insides,
poetically thaw out, numb the pain-
turn to alcohol to blame for
calls of longing and love,
turn to fighting
to release endorphins of anger-
cried until you were choking,
hid in the shower to hide the tears-
swear off love but mean it this time.
now have you ever been alone
on a cold night in an empty bed,
with a full memory for the one who left.
with sheer acceptance they’re never coming back.
they can steer bleat of my heart
because it’s not here anymore.