The sharp slivers of glass
That penetrate my mind
Slicing through the layers of,
Carefully placed defences.
These diamond shards ,
Know exactly where my weakness lies
And glide so easily through.
Causing me a suffering,
I long to go without,
If only I could hide from,
The sharp pieces of my broken heart.
Dec 4, 2011
Dec 4, 2011 at 4:14 PM UTC
The sharp slivers of glass
That penetrate my mind
Slicing through the layers of,
Carefully placed defences.
These diamond shards ,
Know exactly where my weakness lies
And glide so easily through.
Causing me a suffering,
I long to go without,
If only I could hide from,
The sharp pieces of my broken heart.