Broken Glass Poem by Kim Weser

Broken glass is what I feel like I'm walking on,
The glass gets broken every time you're gone,
It's fragile and I try to handle with care,
But it gets shattered with your stare.

Broken glass seems to line my pathway in life,
The shards are so sharp and they cut like a knife,
It's colored and reflects light in such away,
That it looks different during the day.

Broken glass represents my heart,
Every time the glass gets broken it rips it apart,
I try so hard to piece it back together,
But I guess it's destined to be broken forever.

Broken glass represents my soul,
As long as it's broken it will never be whole,
The glass surrounds me and keeps mounting,
Because it's hurting me I keep on shouting.

Broken glass is the definitive that defines who I am,
I'm cut and bleeding and I don't give a damn,
It's cut me to shreds time after time,
I'm ready to pick up the pieces and keep them as mine.