Plummet me into psychosis
A heart broken into pieces by the thousand
What’s lost is lost and can never be found
The essential shrugs and the cruel shoves!
would it be a better world where they were
no longer cruel? no longer essential ?
Betrayed by beauty and prejudiced by talent
A heart can only mend so many times
before like a paper rubbed too many times
or a Kleenex belonging to a sick man
it shreds permanently and for good
and lurches the brain forcing it to
plummet me into psychosis