Shattered Glass

I've been torn and broken apart,
I have no soul no more all I have
is emptiness. You have no idea what
I've been through but is not 
worse than others; my wall of
joy, peace, happiness and charisma is
gone and I'm referring to my
self-esteem, the pressure from expecting
so much out of me and not letting
me go ahead and grow up and experience 
life myself has finally cracked and fell 
into a thousand pieces like shattered glass.
There in this deep pit lies what
holds me together but it is too
dark to find the way and I will only
get lost deeper in the dark hole.
My heart has a hole unpatched and
unfixed and this black hole seems
infinite; the key held close to my
heart is the wrong key to open this
diary unlock the secrets hidden within
and beyond this shattered glass.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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