Short Fixable Poems

Disassociation 
Am I fixable? 
Followed instructions 
Like a leaking faucet Resembling what remains broken 
Causing built up droplets to overflow
Drowning
Time is rusted 
Disintegrating 
Mold forms over what once sold as stainless steel 
Can someone fix me?...

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my heart springs
fresh water that
brings pure

better then
to swell turning
into being a stream

so i trickle
fixable
me

the world has now opened
hoping it didn't swallow
you or if it did

will spit
you out upon
the shore where

i will 
give you
mouth to mouth

to resusitate
never to let
you not

be...

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An assailing bursts from a mind turned sinister, 
Buoyed by a madness that cares solely for gratification.
Unsuspecting is the defenseless victim, who is forced to 
Submit to demands of pain and perversion that will forever be 
Etched in a mind as an inexorable eclipse fixable only by hope’s light....

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I am faulty in all my ways
Made of the worst kind of stuff
I am broken and built to spill
And all my edges rough

I am torn and ragged
My warrenty expired
I have jagged edges
I am bent and tired

I have chips of paint
Long ago forgotton
My hinges creak and groan
And my foundation rotten

I am not fixable
Not that you would try
But when you look at me
Perhaps ask when and why...

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She took her heart to the repair shop but they said it was not fixable

So she thought she was unlovable because he had told her exactly what they had said out of frustration

He was tired of waiting for her to take another step

He didn’t know that the more he pulled the further she pulled back within herself

Because the last time she took a leap of faith she jumped too far and he was nowhere to be found

p.s. she is still working on herself…...

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Was I part of your twisted fantasy?
Igniting emotions that you could never reciprocate?
The audacity. 
Leaving over the slightest discomfort!
It was silly of Me, 
to mistake all your red flags for fixable nuances.
Bending over backward to accommodate you,
I wish I had enough rage to hate you,
I can't seem to reach that degree.
All I have are questions, that only I seem to answer,
Letting go is a serendipitous process, 
I am somehow finding comfort in the peace I have found.
...

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