I am broken.
Unfeeling and cold.
I am shattered.
Rusted and old.
I am unfeeling.
Broken like clay.
I am numb.
From day to day.
I cannot feel.
Trapped behind glass.
I cannot move.
Preserved so I last.
I am breaking the glass,
Freeing my feels.
I am regaining my feelings,
With hate on my heels.
BINABASA MO ANG
A book of poetry
PoetryThis is a bunch of poetry I either wrote or found. The ones with an asterisk (*) in the title are the ones I wrote. Any others I found. Please no stealing the ones I wrote and please don't criticize them too harshly. I did my best on them.
