Stone Cold Heart

Cold,

Jagged,

Harsh,

Me.

Worn down like the smokers lung,

Being chiped away from life.

Distorted like a crater

Rejected from space

and smashed down into earth’s terrain

leaving an empty hole

that once was filled.

How can you turn a warm, soft, alive human into a stone cold rock?

You deserve one thrown at you,

But not me,

You don’t deserve my rock thrown at you.

Keep your distance

Although I may move slow

I fall fast.

I’m unforgiving

Scarred

Weathered

Alone

Alone is where I’ll sit

Zoned out and blended with the dirt that you kick away with your shoes,

Rejected.