Heart is Glass

Heart is like a piece of clear glass

It starts as transparent

Everything looks really beautiful

Makes me think I can see anything

But as time goes by

The glass starts getting dirty

And it needs occasional cleaning

But some dirts cannot be swept away

And when the glass is broken

It needs some time to put every shattered piece back

And in the process, I get myself bleeding from picking up the sharps

And after putting everything back, the glass is not a complete piece

Cause there are small pieces, so small that I can’t see

Not even to put them back

 

My re-shaped heart is not clear and smooth again now

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