Caren Krutsinger Poet Dramatic Monologue

I Am Broken Glass

I am broken glass 
waiting to pierce your feet
To bloody you up and see your pain
For I am in so much
I want to spread it around

I am on fire, my teeth are sad.
My gums hurt, and I want to share this 
with thousands of others

Wailing is what I am doing now 
for shingles has consumed my body
My ankles are thick, my throat sore

Food comes back up, 
in an untasty way.
I am broken, I have been stepped on.
Kicked to the curb, I lie in wait,
for you

But dare you come?
I would not if I had a choice
God did not deem that for me.
Choosing for me.
Which causes me anguish
Comes out as wheezing

The wind comes through, trying to sooth
but my mind is set against all hope
I am broken glass, waiting to pierce your feet.

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Gershon Wolf June 4, 2019 at 4:53 PM Piercing my heart; making me cry. Do whatever it takes... Keep your Faith! :) gw Caren Krutsinger June 4, 2019 at 10:09 PM My faith is hiding around the corner, fearful of my anger.