Shattered
MY glass is to empty
to see the liquids end
I don't know where to stop
nor where to begin
my glass home
is full of stones
every bolder
is sitting on a vital bone
I'm to deep
in my own discomfort
to feel much else
I'm to deep in the water
to save myself
and now I half darted
into the deep end
here comes the music
to a deadly swim
I feel like I jumped
head first into a shark tank
Peices of me were ripped off
my clothes weighing me down
were stripped off
I am here to stay
and here to say
I'm ticked off.
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