10 Minute Poetry: "Dirty Water"

"Dirty Water" by Michal Mitchell

I drink from a broken glass,

As people quench their violent thirst,

Await alone in a deepened corner, for there is no more a bitter taste, 

A taste for life and smiles of warmth, 

Ones that don't seem fake to the surface, 

And I drink shards too small been seen, 

And they unbeknownst sink deep inside me,

They cut my lip and slice my heart,

And my brain quivers to rage from anger, 

I look and see with fragile eyes,

The ones with Crystal glass,

With purified hearts, eyes unfaltered,

As I sit and drink my dirty water.

 

"10 Minute Poetry" is my own weekly poet's game; one in which I write an original piece of poetry, with nothing but a given title, in ten minutes.