I’m a crack in the glass
An error along unblemished pane
I find myself growing each day
As my edges are caressed with rain
Caressed by a beautiful perfection
As my pain reaches out stretching me thin
But I’ll never reach their happiness
And if I did, what even would I do then?
Would this crack in pane celebrate?
Or would it crumble from sudden completeness
I’m a crack in the glass
An error in unblemished pane
I’ll grow more each day
Until I crumble from the pain
But I’ll never reach their happiness And if I did, what even would I do then? I like they way these lines sound and also the last 2 lines... I like that Idea of pain as you grow...what inspiration?
I like the idea of this poem, very original please recheck your grammar though, I believe you mistakenly used the word class instead of glass near the end of this write
Nice! I can picture this in my mind of a plant growing in the cracks! Very imaginative and creative streaks are growing in this! I totally can feel this. Very good job!
wow, you've got some talent, Tim. Keep writing! I loved this poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
oh this has a lot of meaning to it, i see that your in a lot of pain in what you go through, its thought out pretty good :)