Breaking Shells Poem by Susha Strauss

I am a shell, I was once filled with
something, something beautiful
but it's gone taken by others who had
broken me down
so now I am just a shell
always empty I feel nothing
I remember when I had felt
when I had something good inside
but I didn't know just how beautiful
I really was
until I saw the thieves take it
away
so now even the thieves
have taken the real me away
yet,
they still try to break me
can't they see, there's nothing left?
with every blow they send, I sill
feel that tiny hint of pain,
but
never fully
this may sound crazy
it does to me
but even when your feeling blue
and wish to feel nothing
don't
because if you feel nothing
you may just lose who you truly are
and no matter what those
thieves say or do to
crack you stay strong
because once you crack
they see how beautiful you were
and take you
the you inside
but then they realize
you aren't as great as you
once were
so they try to break you
once more
to make you.