Broken

Standing in the shadow

Of your perceived perfection

Pushed and pulled by

The tide of all that is you.

Eggshells cracking

Beneath bloodied

Soles- so anxious

Not to oppose

Yet like a steamroller

You impose you;

And so here we are

At an impasse,

And I am broken

-SpKn

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