Shatter

How lost I have become 

In these woods of yours

You, the cowardly wolf

Howling silently 

At a Moon that

You will never 

Have the courage 

To be illuminated by

Ego bruised

Like my thighs

I tried to stay

So soft

For 

So long

But my veneer

Is ready to 

Shatter 

At your feet

Into a million

Sharp pieces

That your feeble

And bloody fingers

Will never 

Be able to piece

Back together again.

Amber Comber 2016