I heard it crack

Sickened porcelain Ego,
Ive broken my toe.
Never has a purple glow made me feel so insufficient,
for fulfilling a need.
When does the moist rock of this cave you made home in
collapse?
In fact,
the hitch in my get up and go,
represents the willingness and consistent,
struggle upwards.
That I want to reflect back at you, show you.
And,
Until these bones become instant coffee powdered cream,
you'll know...

That I progress.