I should be hitting my head
on the hard cement
but instead I repeatedly and lightly tap my back
against the fragile glass behind me
for I am like that glass
fragile and easily broken
bringing harm to myself
suffering that could easily break me
but isn't quite
strong enough to take me
YOU ARE READING
Feeling Indigo, how about you?
PoetryJust a thing for random stuff that sometimes go through my head. I think most of these are my failure attempts at a poem but I can't really write anyway.
