My soul is a fragile china
Easily shattered, eternally scattered
You pick me up
And build me up
Only to let me drop.
My heart is a delicate glass
In which water glitters and gleams
When it's whole, it's beautiful
As am I when I am serene
But when I break
Because of you
You shatter me
In pieces two
Splitting my heart
Into prisms of light
And plunging me into
Eternal night
YOU ARE READING
Pieces of a Fractured Soul
PoesíaMany of these are poems I wrote a long time ago, but I may occasionally add new ones on occasion. Still, I am curious to hear what people think of the ramblings of my teenage self.
