Poetry of Life

Broken Glass

Broken Glass

I live in a crowd,

Surrounded by many of my own,

Whenever someone is in need of help,

I am there for them,

All day,

All night,

But people I love and care for,

Are the ones who hurt me,

They break my trust,

They break my heart,

When I try to put my heart together,

Something happens,

And I am hurt again,

I'm killed from the inside, 

Bleeding of hurt,  

Each day I walk in daze,

Making sure I let no one in my heart,

I am wary of everyone’s intentions,

I just stay away from their attention,

And live like a broken glass.