This broken arrow is my own damn fault -
I fell on it when tripped while walking backwards.
And so is this black eye – I’m truly awkward –
just didn’t realize my world was walled.

Arm in a sling? This was another time -
my brittle bones gave way when met with concrete.
I was upset, impatient and hungry,
but so determined to unlock my mind.

The ax embedded in my chest is there
because I tried to reason with a psycho
enraged inside my aching chest and I could
not wait for help. So it is only fair

that I’m now handicapped beyond repair –
a total loss. Don't tell me you don’t care.

I actually really liked this. Awsome!

many thanks, BIP!

this is awesome.

quite a catchy title B. a sonnet is it? they have to rhyme or sonnets need not necessarily rhyme?

many thanks, mamta!

yep, this is a sonnet. and it rhymes - abba, cddc, effe, ee.

i'm always experimenting with sonnets, but i usually rhyme them.

glad you like it!