Broken Glass
I want to say what I feel,
I know the wounds won't heal,
I can't do anything ,
But think of being free.
All I ever wanted was a life,
But I had to sacrifice,
I fought for it,
But still lost it.
Life went on,
Everything was gone,
I needed a break,
I felt so fake.
It broked me itno pieces,
Like a broken glass
Felling messed up at last...
This poem is about:
Me
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