When you have the feeling of your heart being ripped out
Shattering into million shards of glass
Feeling rough on the edges
Trying to find ways to soften them
To not slice into anyone
When you're going through a spiral don't know how to relax.
Every path way feels like destruction waiting to happen
You keep thinking thinking and thinking
What you have said in conversations
Every action
What has gone on through the day it's a constant thinking what could I have done better or was there any words I could have said to change what perspired
Hearing an apology but not sure how to accept it yet because of the hurt is still there
Lingering with no change till the new day
New day comes but the broken pieces linger
Just as sharp as day zero.
Every new day comes and goes
Eventually the sharp edges wear down
From each wave of emotion turning the shatter pieces into something new
Sea glass tumbles in the waves smoothing the edges.
Turning frosted for privacy
Dulling the clearness for viewers
One day the shatter pieces will hurt less and less
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Internal Woes
PoesiaPoetry that contains life experiences. childhood trauma, a woman battling anxiety and depression. Thank you if you choose to read this. If it's triggering to you it's okay to not continue reading. Your mental health matters.
