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
PoetryThis is my story- told through the thoughts I couldn't keep inside. A collection of moments, feelings, and truths I've learned to face and finally accept. These poems are pieces of me, shared for anyone who needs to feel less alone. If you're readin...
