Shattered Glass Rain

Rain and pieces of glass look alike to me, so I thought I could write about it. :P

The shattered glass rain

Falls from the sky,

Slicing, bringing pain,

As it flies by.

The raining glass

Punctures our flesh,

Buries itself in the grass,

Hurting us no less.

The sharp liquid drops,

Tearing our skin.

Untless it stops,

Our blood will run thin.

Reviews

[Sunflower]

I really like this write, very good job