Meinkraft

I saw you with her,

And I felt the crack impale through my ribs;

Now I know why it’s called a rib cage.

I felt my heart jump

And splatter on the pavement below.

The doctors say it was a suicide attempt,

And in all honesty

I can’t say I wouldn’t do the same.

If they allowed me to leave this sterile room

I would find the tallest building

And race up the stairs to grasp my escape.

I’m sorry for the mess I have made,

I’ll clean it up when

My heart is no longer numb.

//She drinks tea three times a day because the only thing that soothes her throat raw from crying is the warm embrace of green tea.

He drinks coffee whenever he can because he promised he wouldn’t succumb to the night shadows encompassed in sleep.

"No, it won’t launch, it hasn’t got any fuel in it." - Lewis Brindley.