Spare Parts
the beauty of choice
i always said
i could never live
without you
and if you left
…
i would surely —
die
.
i always said
i was nothing
without you
and if you left
…
i would surely —
die
.
what a crock of shit
.
i’m still here
ticking
leaning
kicking
screaming
living
dreaming
…
parts of me
are broken,
yeah
.
parts of me
not whole,
granted
.
parts of me
can shed
a gritty tear
in silence
.
parts of me
will let
that same tear
become
.
dare parts
care parts
share parts
spare parts
.
i’m taking stock
of seconds,
making
all
these
minutes
last —
.
i’m taking stock
and no longer
running
at a loss
About the Creator
Bren
"It's just a token of my extreme!" - Frank Zappa
"Cause it's all in the heat of the moment It's all in the pain!!!" - Devin Townsend
Centre Stage with the wonderful Heather Hubler


Comments (7)
This is fantastic.
ohh wow
And some have to wonder what is worse. Great work, Bren. All the feels and energy that comes with changing. Congratulations on top story
Read this brilliant piece, then forgot to comment, then found it on the Top Stories page. Congrats, Bren, on writing another fine piece that grinds down to the truth and for the Top Story too!
Congratulations 🎊 on Your Top Story!!!
You did a great job showing how much power someone can find within themselves.
Yes indeed as you should, no one should be more important than yourself, you can live without others, but you have to live with yourself, and if they are not adding value to you…let them go. Love this poem.