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Mae Nov 2017
I've done it again.

I lost track of time and put myself before everyone.
I forced myself to look away because I knew it was true
I quickly became ashamed of what I'd become

I so easily turned into what I hated most
Someone who values her own opinion so much
That she is unafraid of hurting everyone
Someone who "loves" herself so much
That she tears people down
Someone that is too smart
Too intelligent, to discuss just exactly what the hell is her problem
Someone who is so broken
That she allows herself to shatter others

Someone that put up the famous walls
But couldn't break the 4th one.
Someone that lost touch with reality.

Someone that refused to admit it.
Arasynya Cain Aug 2013
I never thought I would be the one who was broken.
The one clinging to the last hope of something solid.
I never thought I would be the one seeing my family ripped apart.
Gnashed and clawed by the beasts of sin.
I never thought I would be this scared.
Having no honest clue of what I was supposed to do.
I never thought i would have to beg for help.
But still be ignored by a friend.
I never thought i would lose my love.
But hardship can make even the strongest bonds wear thin.
I never though I would lose my passion.
But mostly I never knew this pain,
could bring it all back.
Brett Palmero Dec 2017
I always thought
If I tried hard enough
And always fought
Then it wouldn't be as rough

That if I shattered
My inner demons
I'd hear their pieces clatter
Left for the vermin

But this time when I swung
I didn't realize
It would be me who broke
*and shattered
Avaleen Oct 2017
My words shatter in the air
leaving a space between the voices
of what could have been
Katelyn Billat Oct 2017
I went to the bottom
Of your Instagram
Today.
Two years ago.

I looked at the
Black and White picture
You took of me
On the Ferris Wheel.

All I could think was,
Poor girl, Foolish girl,
Stop that smiling like you love him,
He's going to shatter you.
Crystal Freda Sep 2017
Our hearts can break like glass.
We are too afraid.
Too afraid of the past.
We can dismember
into sharp glass
if the past is to remember.
Acina Joy Sep 2017
You can't take a piece of me
a part of me
under your detriment and your touch

You shouldn't touch me when
I am in self-destruct

But I can't blame you
for stealing what was part

of  shattered pieces
of an unglued heart.
-because a broken hart no longer matters
Lyn-Purcell Sep 2017
Gazing wonders in the sky,
shine upon me and hear my cries.
I want to awake and free the fire in me.

Shatter the rain and sun!
Turn the shackles to ash and dust.
Through thunderous screams,
bury past my sad, sad eyes.

I'm so weary.
Sleeping soul, reach down and touch
and pull the flames.
Make still waters rage!

Though I am on rocky seas.
I want to consume and burn you all
Shatter and free!
Short poem from my journal I wrote. Currently walking around my local area.
Seems to be rather therapeutic.
Rebel Heart Sep 2017
She was shattered
Beyond repair

Nothing but a used
Porcelain doll
Tossed into the flame
Cursed
To never be loved

Never again
...
A miracle it was
When he finally came
Who'd seen her beauty

He'd seen the light in her dark
The smile beyond the pain
He'd seen her soul beyond her eyes
The strength beyond the tears

"You're one of a kind"
"There's none other like you"

So He picked her
And he loved her
Truely
Wonderfully
With all the love he could give
...
But then came the truth,
The whole truth
Not the half
That he'd been telling
"I can help you"
"I can change you"
"Let me fix you"

And her happiness came to a crashing end...
...

Because even though
She was nothing more
Than a broken toy
Fragile to the touch,
Every shattered piece
Of her soul
And her heart
Was full of overwhelming
Beauty and Love
To which the world
Was blind to

They couldn't see
She was a miracle
Within herself

And neither could *he
She didn't need to change.. the world did.

If any of you ever feel alone or broken please know you're not alone. As cliche as it sounds all you need is to find that love within yourself and maybe a friend to hold your hand through it all and remind you to love yourself. That being said, don't hesitate to reach out and thank you so much for the support so far
mjad Sep 2017
Who
What is happiness?
Oh,
It is merely the name of an old friend...

But,

What is sadness?
Sadness is more than a friend;
It is tangled with me like a lover in sheets.
It drowns out all laughter.
It drains all energy.
It shatters hope.
It devours joy.
It is not a what,
But a who.
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