Broken
Shattered
I'm showing
The real.me cant hide anymore
How dangerous can I get?
Do you want to know?
To late for me to hide again
I have to suffer
The consequences
Till I make a new mask
Till I'm able to hide once more
I let someone too close
They grabbed the mask
And crushed it in their fist
Left me vulnerable
Left me scared
The mask was my shield
The shield that hides
The real me
Its gone
I'm exposed
No longet able to hide
Likr a turtle without its shell
It fies soon after
No control over its fate
Am I the same
Till I get my mask back?
-E. G.
YOU ARE READING
You know bits and pieces
Poetrythis story is for anyone who wanta to read it... it might be a trigger warning to some sensitive people. I'm sensitive. this is my life. it may spund like drama... but its all true. This is my life in the form of poems. Heart felt meaningful poems...
