Shattered Glass
Go ahead and sit there.
Rip my glass heart out and throw it to the ground.
Step on it with bare feet and smile at the pain that shoots through you.
Smile at me, crying and begging you to stop.
I'm made of paper, my scars ripping open and igniting like flames.
I hate you.
I hate this everlasting pain that I feel.
I once said your eyes looked like the galaxy and now I believe they
resemble the blackest frozen waters.
Oh, what I would give if I could just wish it all away. Everything.
You tear every part of me apart, and smile while doing it.
You kill me like a bullet to the chest and the worst part is,
I let you.
I allowed you to throw me around, lie, and play me like a game.
Well I'm done, tired, no more games.
Because I don't play games with people who don't play fair.
So take your pity and shame and play it else where,
because this stadium is closed,
and this glass is shattered
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