Shatters

A Poem by Chasity

I look before me
I see myself
living the life
I want
When I try to
step forward
the glass stops me
I look behind me
I see the life I
live now
without the things
I desire
Anger grows swiftly
I turn with my
hand in a fist
The glass shatters
Blood falls on
the floor
I step through
with a smile

© 2008 Chasity

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Added on August 7, 2008

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Chasity

Mattydale, NY

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There really isn't a whole lot to tell, i enjoy watching movies, listening to pretty much all types of music, reading fantasy stories. I write poems, which aren't really that good, and i've written so.. more..