Old Fractures.

A Poem by Poe Met Emily

i feel like cracked glass

held together by glue

your eyes are a shade

of green, murky

it's easier to wear a mask

than show the instability

i do not like

what has been done

keeping the tiny boxes in line

i could pretend

but everything feels wrong

when i am left to lose

myself against the world

and my demons

if i do not have anything to give

why stay locked like i have been

Author's Note

06.09.2014

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Powerful, I can feel the emotion.

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Added on October 2, 2014
Last Updated on October 2, 2014

I am a young adult. And all my Poetry is Nonfiction. Anything else, feel free to ask. :] more..

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