You said never again
Dust from the hole in the wall slowly coming down like a flurry
You whisper, “I didn’t mean to do that.”
“That’s not who I am. I promised to never do it again” this wishful hope that these broken promises will keep me there.
Do you like what you see?
Torn, broken, bits of who I was splattered all over the place
Destroyed by words, by anger
Falling to bits like drywall from a punched in hole