Killed 

​My  heart made of delicate glass

Affected by little things, 

Affected by people,

Crack comes,

Ignored as its a small one,

The crack goes bigger bigger,

Nights go longer,

But hope never fades away,

The hope remains,

The hope of everything will be alright,

But sometimes,

It never goes like the way we think.

Shattering sounds came,

The cracks now turned in pieces,

Slowly slowly,

Everything broken,

Killing me

From inside to outside.. 

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2 Comments Add yours

  1. Beautiful and so powerful.

    1. Saloni says:

      Thanks 🙂

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