Pieces


Pieces of me break off..
each day now.
I pick them up..
I cant keep up!
Too many broken one's..
Why wont they glue back together?
..been glued too many times..
I feared...yet,
I tryed again.
Same result.
The pieces have now crumbled to dust.
Nothing left to glue back together.
I knew this..
It was time to stop now.

Poem Rating:
Click To Rate This Poem!

Continue Rating Poems


Share This Poem