Cici Gail Poet Free verse

Broken Glass

I was untouched
Beautiful glass
Fragile, but pure

Until something happened to me
And I shattered

I no longer knew anything
Except for how to break
How to fall apart

People tried their best to help me
Some believed
That they could fix me
And I could be the same as I was before

They fit the various pieces together
Even glued a few that seemed to fit well

But eventually
All grew tired and frustrated
With the tedious process of piecing glass back together

It was too much work for them
I
Wasn't worth the effort

When they gave up
The pieces they had tried to put back in place
Fell out of their hands
And broke
Into smaller pieces

I once thought that you could only break something once
I was wrong
Glass can break
Over and over 
Again, and again

Until you can no longer recognize
What it used to look like
What it used to be

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