i am falling apart.
the fragile glass that i am has shattered,
leaving me vulnerable and broken.
everyone who dares step around me
always ends with glass in their feet.
a piece of me leaves when they leave,
and now i have but one piece left,
and when it is gone, so am i.
this shard is everything.
this shard holds the remaining bits of trust i have.
the last smidge of love for me to give to you.
you are my final shard,
the thing i hold onto.
please, don't leave me like the rest.
don't leave this broken glass,
hoping that someone, eventually, will know how to fix it.
just stay,
stay and fix this glass.
stay, and don't ever leave me
with the kids throwing rocks.
stay, and we can share our broken shards.
