Shattered
the glass shatters
jagged pieces hit the floor
like tears falling from my eyes
the sound of the breaking glass
echos through the room
like my screams did
when it all began to fall apart
glass, clear, unmarred
but so breakable
now lay in pieces on the floor
what once was whole
is now nothing more than
broke pieces on the wooden floor
Copyright © Chamonique Knowles | Year Posted 2010
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