People are like glass.
No matter how many people try,
To put it back together,
To fix it,
There will always be,
A piece of it missing.
Humanity is just a fragile;
No matter how many pieces of the pane are intact,
Just one little crack,
Just one little chip,
Will shatter it all.
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The Catalyst To My Goodbye
RandomPoetry, probably some literature, and a whole lot of mess. Warning: themes of depression, suicidal thoughts, self-harm, sexual/domestic abuse, death, anxiety and loneliness.
