Make My Music

You
Yanked roughly
At this thing in my chest
I call a Heart

You
Damage
But all the while
Your soft touch
Helped me make music

You
Know just how to
Pluck each vein
Like a violin
And help the chambers
Of my heart keep rhythm
Like a percussion instrument

There is beauty in the
Way you
Hurt me

In the way you
Keep me captive

In the way you slowly break me
Push me down
Until I am scattered points of light
To be swept into The Night Sky