Fragile

Fragile

A Poem by Andrea

She was made of sticks and stones.
The words she heard enclosed her.
They told her that no one could break her bones.
But the words she heard destroyed her.
She didn't like the person in the mirror.
She broke the glass and bad luck for seven years.
That is what the saying was.
She had bad luck for many years after that.
That is what addiction does.
It ate away at her soul,
and now she is in a virtue.
She trusted her brain and not her heart,
and now she is at the beginning.
In order for her to renew again, she has to restart.

© 2014 Andrea


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So many people don't realize the damage words do. I really love the line "the words she heard enclosed her". Great poem!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Andrea

10 Years Ago

It's so true, Brittany. This write was actually about my sister who became bulimic. It's terrible wh.. read more

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Added on March 22, 2014
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Andrea

Lincoln, NE



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