Shattered Poem by Precious U.

If I was asked what hurt the most,
I would say time has measured the dose,
Cause time and again the deed is done,
A piece of me dead and gone..

In the stillness, I hear the echoes,
Whispering voices I tried to let go,
Ghost of me sinking me deeper,
Into the void, far and darker..

Cause time and again I've had to let go,
Time and again, the hopes gets low,
Time and again, the tears seeps through,
Shattered, I fear 'tis true..

Can what's lost be ever regained?
Can the pieces be lined on a single plane?
A rhetorical, yes! I beg an answer,
For this soul's a cancer.

Precious U.