Bump
By Neil Dracos
Ba-bump, ba-bump, ba-bump.
Pain beneath my breast,
never have I been so shattered.
Will I find rest?
Ba-bump, ba-bump, ba-bump.
Have I ever felt more alone?
Wings like angels on my back,
below my ribs a heart of stone.
Ba-bump, ba-bump, crack!
Veins of ice, toxic blood.
Heart beats,
slowly pumping poison mud.
Raging stinging.
The jab of shards,
in a world so cold.
Fate has dealt the cards.
Tinkle, tinkle.
Life in pieces,
I find the pain,
most of all music eases.
Tinkle, tinkle…..bump.
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