I'm shredding like paper,
In your brutal hands.
You do not hold back,
and pull with all your strength.
I'm shredding like paper,
Falling down in pieces.
Shattering and floating,
I lose parts of myself.
I'm shredding like paper,
All my pieces shattered.
But then a deft hand moves,
And brings my parts together.
I'm shredded like paper,
But you work on my puzzle,
Hoping you can try to solve me,
Hoping you can tape me up.
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Crying Softly
PoetryDepressing poems that I write to avoid ripping myself apart. #484 in poetry 5/16/15