You Don't Mean Anything to Me

Break Me

I want to fall.
I want to feel my broken
Bones and cold limbs scatter
Across the ground.
If my flesh were bird food,
Not even the nastiest of vultures would
Bother to
Pick at
Me.
I am cold.
I can freeze you with a glance of my
Dark
And empty eyes.
If you dare touch me,
Your fingertips
Are sure to
Freeze and turn
Black from
Frostbite.
Don't even talk to me,
For if you do, I'll cling to
You
Like skin sticks to flesh,
I won't let go until you tell me to.
I will listen
To make you happy, but
If you don't
Want me
To break
Even more, you
Better tell
Me.
Remove my frozen hands
From your forearm
And tell me,
"Back off."
I will back off
To make you happy.
I will be your crutch,
But don't you dare try to be
Mine,
Because once
I fall,
I will bring you down with me.
I will fall
And you will
Break
My fall,
You
Will
Break
Me.