Pounding,
beating,
bones exposed.
My throbbing heart of pain beats
with anticipation,
bruising its home of bones.
Kind of funny how it
bangs and beats on its shell
just how I bang and beat
on the shell called
my skin.
It's just a heartbeat is more
meaningful than
shards of lifeless metal pieces
and it's taking me awhile
to realize that
there's a difference between
beating for life and
beating for pain.
