Peices Drop To The Floor Poem by Hannah Smith

My peices dropp to the floor
As I am breaking apart.
Secrets that are kept,
Lies that are hidden,
Have reached the surface.
The water is leaking through
As I try to keep myself apart.
Love, Hate, Sorrow, and Loss
are the etchings to my life.
So much water for a little vase
to try and hold.
I grip on tighter,
Trying to hold my nothingness into place.
Red flows down my sides
As I try to find my reality.
Darkness closes in,
As I try to find myself,
Nothing more than just alone.
Memories sting like cuts on my heart.
Peircing pain that makes me fall apart.
Im clinging onto an edge in my mind,
My fingers slip as I enter a world of darkness.
Water is spilling through my cracks,
Revealing my past,
Memories take over.
I can't go on broken like this,
Any longer.
So I let go,
As my bloody peices dropp to the floor,
Because I broke apart.