Fragile Framework
by Ruben M.
· 20/12/2025
Published 20/12/2025 16:43
Beneath the skin, a thin bone protrudes,
a structure so fragile, yet bearing such moods.
Struggling with weight, the boxes I lift,
the story is written in shadows, a rift.
The pulse of my wrist, like the beat of a drum,
a rhythm of burdens, of all that’s to come.
I cradle the ache, the lines deeply traced,
a history written, in strength yet misplaced.