Glass and Other Fragile Things
shattered glass,
all over the floor.
my feet bleed,
but I still want more.
some years ago,
you started a war.
I loved you once,
never again I, swore.
you paint me evil,
but I disagree.
you disliked yourself,
and took it out on me.
these marks that you’ve left
are starting to wear.
I can’t be who you need,
but you don’t care.
shattered glass,
nothing to fall for.
a million cracks run through the pane,
& i wait for you at the door.
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