Broken Glass
Standing there
Looking at the glass
Seeing myself
Look back at me
In little shards
Of glass
I look closer
And see a girl
That is crying
And looks like
She is in so much pain
Then I see her
Killing herself
I back away
Frightened at what I saw
And look back
She is in the act
Of commiting suicide
I do not want to watch
This anymore
So I bring up my fist
And hit the glass
Then I wonder
Why do I look
Into this mirror
Of broken glass
Copyright © Allison Unknown | Year Posted 2009
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