Broken Pieces Of Glass Poem by Catherine Shipman

Broken Pieces Of Glass



Hold up your chin, try to be strong
Somehow I always end feeling wrong

Time can help, but time can't heal
too much pain and there's no appeal

Dry and plain like desert sands
I can't keep up with life's demands

Hurt and Pain and loss and tears
It's time to finally face your fears

The End...Or just the beginning

Monday, January 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: broken,depression,hurt,numbness,pain,strength
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sithy Hedges 09 January 2017

That is just so sad!

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Catherine Shipman 09 January 2017

I connect best to sad, meaningful, thoughts and ideas. I can express this connection through writing deep poetry.

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