shattered
I stared down at the glass in front of me,
My reflection showed in the broken pieces of it,
I was like the piece of glass,
I was broken,
Shattered into a million pieces by different people,
I knew if someone tried to fix me,
They would get cut by my rigid edges,
That's why everyone that gets close to me,
Soon learns how shattered I am,
Some left me,
Some betrayed me,
Some lost my trust,
But mostly, some shattered me into more broken pieces than I already am in.
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A Beautiful Disaster
PoetryMy story. A story full of unforgettable thoughts. I've come to terms with these certain parts of my life. This is for the people who decide to read my poetry. I hope you find the motivation to continue to fighting like I did. #1 in slam (5/31/18) #1...
