I fall with another big crash

without a sound,

breaking from within

yet again.

Smash and throw me

a million times more

How would it matter?

It's all smithereens anyway.

There's no word to describe

this terrible pain.

Throbbing. Livid. Suffocating.

It consumes everything there is

left of life in me.

Time has dulled it into

a deep ache

etched into my very being.

It's all over me

Black and blue.

How can you ever feel 

my pain

or see my changed fabric?

You only see with eyes.