have you
ever stepped
upon
broken
glass?

that distinct
sound of
crunching,
of that
complete
shattering.

have you
ever met
a person
clinically
depressed?

have you
ever met
a person
who can't
control their
emotions?

their
emotions
change as
swiftly as
the weather-
bi polar?

if you
have met
that person,
that person
is that
broken glass
you have
stepped
upon.

that person
that
continues
shattering
with every
step upon
them-
friend or
foe.

crunch...
crunch..
crunch.

we live
away or,
stay away
in the
shadows
because
that is
where we
prefer to
hide when
we cry.

if you
look upon
that floor
of
broken glass,
you will
see puddles
of emotion
mixed
within.

dehydrated
broken
beings
with literal
broken
hearts
who have
been
tortured
in a
lifelong
echo
chamber.

crunch...
crunch..
crunch.

please
be mindful
not to
step upon
the
broken glass.

broken
glass
can not
listen,
but it can
be
heard.

'Yours and everyone's concrete poet'
👷🏻‍♂️