Fragmented

I am tired of pretending,

That I have it all together,

That I'm in one piece,

That my constitution is iron.

The truth is, I'm breaking inside,

Slowly, steadily, insidiously,

The cracks appear in my facade,

Spreading, branching out, weakening me gradually.

Molecule by molecule, I am being dismantled,

My thoughts go one way, feelings another,

I try to think I can be happy despite everything,

Even as I slowly sink into the quicksand of despair.

I do not know how long this charade will last,

To present myself to the world as strong, well put together,

When really, I am falling apart, limb by limb, organ by organ, cell by cell,

To burst, one day, into a million atoms of blood and gore.