Dear boy,

You broke my spine.
And everything else inside,
Of me,
Of you,
Of her,
Onto,
The cold hard floor,
Infront of you.

Concaved and tiwisted,
Like the mind,
Of every being,
Who dare faced life.
Head first,
Back stright,
Eyes closed,
Lights dim.
Yet confused and helpless,
While thinking of him.