The Glass

I’ve been shattered
More than glass
A glass that has roughly crashed
on the ground
With no way to be put back together
Broken so hard that you
you take the pieces and throw them away
But some of them are still left behind
out in the open
for others to get hurt

I am sorry
that I leave certain pieces out in the open
But its not that easy to clean up
And sometimes the hurt pieces are not visible
They camoflouge into their surroundings
It is only when it’s touched that its evident that it is there

And for that I am a glass
One shattered and invisible
clear and painful

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