Beautifully Broken Poem by Venessa Glover

Shattered like glass. Rip at the seams.
Broken like a record. Lost in a dream.
Drop on the floor. Left in the trash.
Scared and alone. Growing dark fast.
Soon to be unknown. The white light grows.
And now I've grown cold. Laying here alone.
Beautifully Broken in ways unknown to man.
A slight wramth as someone touches my hand.
Shattered into pieces. Glue back together.
Nothing left but cold weather. Toreture at the fullest.
Screams fill the air. Now time to say one last prayer.