Idiot

Hope you enjoy the photo I took of the ↑↑ original writing of this poem. Decided to share it since I did a little sketch on it too.
Hey, I don't really know what triggered this poem to come out of me today, but here it is.

Whittle away at me
chip, scrape,
claw at me
Tear away at skin
rip, shred
Do it again
Crumpled, mashed, inside
reveal, expose
I have nothing to hide
Hold on tight to me
Cling, hug
I'll move fast to leave
Balance, Careful on edge
you created
what lies between, this wedge
See the cracks smolder
around, echoed
As if you were a fire boulder
Take in the damage you left
destruction, chaos
See the horror you've kept
Tears may stream from me
my pain
But they are also from pity
Your head held high, I pity it
YOUR rubble
because you're an idiot.

Let me know whatcha think of it. =) thanks. <3 T

Never Ending Heart Break

folded, closing
ending this tale
my heart is shuttered
sobbing in jail
each try was worth the risk
but too wounded, it now leaves a trail
waiting, waiting for one to follow
lift me up, for the breeze to sail
broken and lost
I sit by the trail
someone will come along eventually
but that too may fail
that's how it continues
like chain mail
leaving my heart in pieces
always ready to bail.

Just wrote this a moment ago. I just feel like from one relationship to another that it just leaves more and more wounds to heal and that with each new relationship I try, I'm just waiting for them to fix the broken heart the last one left. I don't think that is fair to them. So I feel like now I'm blocking myself off, letting myself heal and waiting for the right one to come along when I'm ready and when God thinks I'm ready. Lord, sometimes I think I'm ready...but that's only myself lying to myself.
~T