Poetry

Feeling like glass
you see all of me
for what I am
scratched and flawed
damaged like you.

Broken by life
hearing you speak
pain in your heart
echoes like poetry
to my unwavering ears.

Over whelming is the sound
your voice makes ripping
verses from my heart
knowing not you're stealing
fragments of my soul.



Written 07/11 S.A.B.