Broken

Pieces are gone
Brutally torn from my circuits

I didn't even notice

...Now I miss them,
But it's too late
I've been commodified
And deemed
FUNCTIONAL
Without them.


(Not a haiku, but very necessary to write some days ago.
And all creations, despite quality, are kept.)

Shame

Shakes, tears, and worries.
Mind clouded. Can't think...So...scared.
Pray blood heals the pain...