Applauding Marauders

You see these?
These are the shores of my soul,
Where the remnants of my shipwrecked heart
Lie torn asunder;
The shores of my soul,
Where the shattered remnants of my heart
Lie buried.

Lie buried.
Lie berried.
Libraried.

That's just what I felt like saying, you know...

I know you can't really,
You just cannot say that in a poem;
Yet there it sits.

You have just been trolled in a poem.

How does it feel?
Go on, applaud it,
It just fuels my insanity...