Scared by the innocent but deadly small pieces of glass.
Lost in the shadows of the shattered particles.
Become apart of the enormous mess, so hard to escape.
Locked in a vicious cycle, no hope of breaking free.
The key has been snapped no turning back from this never ending trap
Eternal pain, Eternal suffering.
Lost it's heart as it throws itself to the ground.
so unreal, so different.
It had it's regular shape so smooth so perfect but now just like people it changed.
Now it swims in it's own mistakes, lays in a sea of it's own innocent but deadly small pieces of glass.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem