Cruelty's all around,
I'm shattered into million piece,
And forsaken,
All alone,
Collecting and fitting them,
Back into myself,
But cracks and scars,
Keep gushing out blood,
Every step I take is,
Excruciating walk over shards!
Painful! Walking over shards... ugh! I would invite you to read my poems (I have five of them) , but my account is new and the poems are not activated yet. This really surprises me. I thought people would be able to read my poems as soon as I posted them!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The bad phase will definitely come to an end and offer a bright scenario. Till then one has to move on with hope and optimism. Thanks for sharing.