A Heart Of GlassA Poem by Chesney W.I'm so easily broken. And I let every little thing get to me.
Fragile inside and out.
I've been broke way too many times. I don't think it can be fixed.
A Heart Of Glass.
Having bipolar people in my life makes it hard to trust.
But somehow they make me believe.
Then they go and break me again, and I'm shattered.
A Heart Of Glass.
Stomped all over. Trampled to the core.
Flattened to the ground.
Wanting and wishing for the aching to be over. Maybe I'll become numb.
A Heart Of Glass.
Face it, they love to push me right to the cliff.
Scared to death.
They watch as I get closer. They want to know what I'm thinking.
A Heart Of Glass.
Their stares burning holes in my skin. The gentle wind brushing against my face.
About to jump.
Maybe this is my fate. Maybe this is what's meant to be.
A Heart Of Glass.
One foot dangling. Feeling the emptiness beneath.
Here we go.
The rush I feel, nothing can compare.
A Heart Of Glass.
The moment doesn't last long, because I've become a ghost.
They seen my body go splat.
Their faces blank with nothing to say.
A Heart Of Glass.
I haunt them. I hide in their closets.
I scare them out of their skin.
That's what they get for giving me
A Heart Of Glass. © 2012 Chesney W.Reviews
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14 Reviews Added on October 29, 2012 Last Updated on October 29, 2012 AuthorChesney W.Grove Hill, ALAboutHello, I'm Chesney Wilkerson. I'm 22 and happily married to my best friend. Most of the writings here are stuff from high school, so ignore the immaturity of it all. I went through quite a lot while I.. more..Writing
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