- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Walking on Glass
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WALKING on broken glass
AFRAID to take a breath
I could cry in an instance
AS I walk on broken glass
I am crying, I have become fragile
I prefer this lonliness
CALLED my life
AND how I don't trust
HOW I don't see
I surely know how it effects me
SO easy to quit the human race
A mad dash into selfess
SO quiet and anyone could even
TRY
AND come in and udnerstand this solitary space
WALKING on broken glass
AFRAID of an almost human lash in the face
HOW sick I prefer the broken glass
WITHOUT any expectations
AND sa continual pain in an oh so familiar place
BACK to walking on broken glass
ONLY hurting myself,my soul and broken spirit
IT'S easier than trying to fit in and join
THIS far too fucked up human RACE.....................
