Fragments erode
Piece's turn to make their own
Fall silently alone
Shredded and scowled
Used; each splinter devoured
Pushed away, in darkness to hide
Recover to be abused for another night
Fight without resistance
To your Juvenile dominatrix
Pray your not picked
Through your owners lust
Their persistent force
They'll break you without remorse
No stopping their pushing
Until you are nothing more than dust
falling without voice; alone
left fragments of
Broken Crayons