she falls apart

So the April PAD Challenge is back for another year! I remember trying out last year (gosh! One whole year ago!) but I was never able to keep up I hope I do better this year!

Wish me luck!

I was once filled with
water
and I was labeled at
the sides
I was put into
the chiller
and I was definitely
for sale

When I was bought and
she emptied me into
her belly
I was washed and cleaned
and the label was removed
and I was naked

I was left to dry on
the window sill
where the sun shone
on me
and I sparkled and
reflected the rays
into the air

Then I was placed on
the shelf
among other empty
bottles
as part of another kind
of display

the words just flow
freely from my head and
heart to my hand
to the pen that sails
smoothly across the
clean, white paper

But There Are Moments
when I get stumped and
at a loss to express myself
and my emotions because
they are sometimes too
hard to put into words

you treat me like this and play me like a fiddle
yet I still stick with you whether you want or not
you play my game when I stop because
I was getting to learn who you are

I really wish that
I can see you right now so
that I can hug you

I know my reasons will never be good enough
I know that people are hurt
But these shall be my reasons as they are tough
I shall apologise if I am curt

I can’t say that I love my life
I can’t say that I totally hate it
But there are many moments with the knife
And, well, yes they hurt a bit

Some may be shocked at this revelation
Some may have expected it so
But there may be no concrete conclusion
In any case, I’ve got to go

They say that the strong always stay
The weak ones just give up
But there will always be a day
That these lips will pass the cup

I fear I’ve said too much
Or maybe that was my all
These are the reasons at such
Thank you for witnessing my fall

I make you laugh;
I make you happy.
You make me want to
live.

Thank you for being
my friend.