Poems of A Bored Teen

Shattered Glass

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I used to be a beautiful glass statue.

Innocent.

Fragile.

Unfortunately too naive for my own sake.

Until you showed me the shadows that lingered around the shining glass statue that I was.

Until you came and smashed me into a million broken fragments.

You broke me,

I don't think anyone or anything can fix me back to the way I was.

Oh, ignorance is bliss, isn't it?

No wonder you so openly display your own shallowness for all your enemies to see.

Your enemies who you don't even recognize.

Your enemies who you think of as friends.

I should've known a boy who'd marry a woman he barely knew would just as easily throw her away.

Like an ornament that hit the ground, I have shattered on the pedestal you put me on.

You had pushed me aside.

Left me like I was slowly rotting.

You never truly loved me.

You never cared

Now I know that to you, I was only ever a trophy.

You married me because of my face

And now you taunt me

With your womanizing ways.

My love, I wish I was clever.

I wish I knew we wouldn't last forever.

I can't even bear the reminder

That we no longer sleep together

As you go around, the usual lecher

Our bed feels like cold hard leather

Your crude ignorance will cost you, my dear.

But what more can I do,