Pieces Poem 22

Squirming against the current

Jaded in my soul

I cower in a corner

Afraid of what I know

 

Grief, apathy, and anger

Has split my soul apart

Broken pieces, small crumbles

Dangerous pointed shards

 

Get up you lazy coward

Pick those pieces off the floor

Put yourself together

But the pieces are too small

 

I cower in a corner

Afraid of all I’ve seen

Pieces of hope are scattered

My life a broken dream

 

 

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