"A broken heart is like a shattered glass"
A broken heart is like a shattered glass
No matter in how many pieces that glass may sever,
And is lost forever.
Eventually, the hurt heals
And the pieces of glass are glued,
Even though the cracks are still visible
Once again, that shattered glass can be reused.
And have left a scar behind,
But the glass is still able to hold water
. . . In given time.
Frustrated from picking up all the pieces
And waiting for the scars to fully mend,
Afraid the water would loosen the glue
Breaking the pieces apart again.
So fear built a shield
To protect my glass from hurt & undue discomfort
To stop it from penetrating my heart
And forget my dreadful past,
So, I broke through this shield
Protecting my heart of glass.
Even though it protected me
From ever loving another,
Ironically, it prevented me
From ever being loved by another.
Nobody said it was going to be easy
To protect my heart from broken dreams
Or being subjected to the suffering of love.
Would be shattered again in due time,
And then there would be another piece lost
For me never again to find.
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