PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In
← Back to Poems

Broken Glass

by bringcolortomyskies

Finger pricked

Blood drawn quick

Small little cry

Here we lie

We're stuck here

Don't come near

Restless souls

Fire on coals

Don't you tell

Or we'll bring you hell

We disobeyed

We were sent to our grave

You did wrong

We will bring you right along

©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

bringcolortomyskies

Hi! I'm a nerdy high school student who is passionate about the topics I write about. Writing is an outlet for me, as I'm sure it is for many other users on this website.

View all poems →

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.