I'm fragile,
I've been broken yesterday,
And today,
The shattered pieces of my spirit,
Crushed again,
How can I pull through,
When my hands are empty,
My heart is broken,
My identity gone.
I'm fragile,
Should have been handled with tender care,
I didn't need the blood,
Death of my inner future,
Gone in the arms of angels.
I'm fragile,
You've gone astray and sinned,
Disregarded your loyalty, and my trust,
While I woke in misery every morning,
How could your heart do this?
What was in your mind?
Why break us?
I've given you a loaded gun,
And you did not hesitate to shoot me.
I'm fragile,
My strengths are gone,
My opportunities are lost,
My life is a long highway of misery.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Petra, such an interesting write...10+++