I wrote this one out of school.
Thousands of broken pieces
Lay on the floor
Shards
Too sharp to touch
Cracked
That is the reason
Broken
My shattered heart
Lay on the floor
Broken like a goblet of glass
Cracked and held together with glue
Until finally
There were too many cracks
Finally my soul has broken
Finally the world sees my tears
Finally the world sees my sorrow
My anger
My jealousy
And my fear
My broken body serves a purpose
My shattered heart has a deed
My oblitterated sense of emotion
Finally my broken body is free
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryThis is a collection of poems written by me. Many were written for school (hi Mr. Bindschadler). Please don't say anything negative about any of these, some are very personal.
