Earthquake

Hanible

I broke

These mirrors 

Glass is everywhere 

Egg shells

Mission impossible 

Printed labels 

A empty file

Tub full of blood and tears 

Lost

Missing 

Running cold 

Pouring out my guts

No listeners

Drunk on frowns

Overdosed on heartbreak

Earthquake 

 

 

 

  • Author: Hanible (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 12th, 2025 04:15
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    A great run on words encapsulating the final word. I loved the flow of this poem as it literally came tumbling down. Well done



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