Poetry Dump #6

Take a look at me, 

I'm a reflection on a shattered glass, 

Jagged and distorted. 

I have no soft edges, 

All I have are shards and missing pieces, 

Of what was once a smooth gem. 

His sharp words have pierced through me, 

And left me with holes

I have no intention to fill.

I could have saved myself, 

I could have worn my suit of armor, 

But his love had left me unarmed. 

I knew it was foolish to fight,

And I lost the battle before it even start.

Author's Note

Just need to unload some thoughts. Not really meant for artistic/literary purposes.

Reviews

[AshGrey]

Well it braught tears to my eyes. Because it relates so much to my life. Thank you for sharing.

[Carissa Marie]

Thank you for reading. :)

[alifeacoustic]

Those suits of armour are too heavy on the soul. We show our fragility and it gets broken, leaving us just pieces of who we were. Beautifully written.

[Carissa Marie]

Thank you. :)