This truth it has stabbed my heart Like a thousand needles slowly making their way This love has made me fall apart I'm broken glass, I'm the broken glass of man
The stabs gets harder every day The needles they come closer to my heart As I grow it tears me to pieces I'm tattered cloth, thrown in the litter
As I try to recover and stand straight I realize how crocked my back has been all this time I can't walk straight Cause my guilt and my shame, brings me down
But even thought through all this I have still small light that shines to me every day Cause even in my darkest days It can still make me smile, it always wants me to live
I talk like this is all over I talk is as I'm soon to die But the truth is I'm here to stay, just to watch that small light, every single day
First of, This is my post number hundred! Secound, this is accually the first poem which I have written that I REALLY REALLY LIKE! Dunno why but yeah XD
This is really good!