(If you haven't guessed by now, whenever I bold something, that is an Author's Note.
Anyways, this is a little thought that popped into my head when I received a poem from someone important so this part is dedicated to an important person in my life.)
You think you're cracked,
shattered all on the floor,
waiting to prick some unsuspecting victim with glass
What if I pick those pieces of glass,
And put them together like a puzzle,
But with glue,
So they stayed in place
YOU ARE READING
Stuck In The Mind
PoetryA poetry book of thoughts in my head, My own work but the cover is made by someone else. This is just a tiny glimpse of what my mind is like. I'm not stuck in the mud, I'm Stuck In The Mind.
