Broken

 

Fragile and shattered
like fragments of scattered glass 

cracked and broken 
lay the shell of her former self
for she wore her demons like clothes

the lines and creases on her face told the story of her past
the blinding and foolish emotion known as love had hurt her 
one too many times
yet 
she loved him still through everything

she was too cracked and broken for him to see 
that he was the missing piece of her almost perfect puzzle 
and instead of fixing her 
he left her, broken and open 
afraid that if he stayed he would shatter her more

by abandoning her he left her hurting 
left her defeated and broken.
 
she would never be whole again 
part of her would forever be gone 
but it was this imperfection 
that made her simply perfect

If only she had seen that was the case 
then she wouldn't have remained as broken as she did



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Sunday night

So its late in the evening but i sort of forgot about doing my blog and now only have a while to do it before my internet shuts off!! arrg why does that have to happen. Anyways Sundays are never really very exciting i find, there isnt much to say about them so i thought i might take the time instead to say thank you to the people who are liking my posts and following me because it means alot that some people have taken the time to read mainly my nonsense. so THANKYOU to everyone. Namely : poems and people, a worried student, intistar, Yarnspinner, oceanna56, igamemom, Humanity777, christian Mihai, lauraagudelo272, dr heather, Jakewilson, doodles invigorate, ksfinblog, and arriacross. Who have all either liked or followed my blog. If i have forgotten to mention anyone please comment below and i will put something in my next post about you. I will then have live with the fact that my memory is slowly going and will feel terrible that i didnt mention you. By the way i love all of your blogs and if i am not following you please comment and tell me because then i will, and also feel much much worse. 

T.G.F.F

So i know one would usually see the letters T.G.I.F but i thought i would change it accordingly to come out as thank goodness for fridays(tgff) I don’t know what i would do without Fridays. Having said that only today did i realise that i was following my own blog which is only a little bit embarrassing, however i still cant figure out why i cant seem to unfollow my self!!  I was having a moment of thought to myself today before the usually hustle and bustle of people and I started to think about how different i would be if i had a) made different decisions in my life and b) had different interests. For example to delve into my mind to a while back if i had chosen a different secondary school to go to the one i went to the experiences i had weren’t exactly nice but they shaped me as person and made me understand the difference between real and fake friendships. However had i chosen a different school would i have spent the rest of my life not knowing how to cope with disappointment or not having to deal with things going wrong sometimes. Also me being mad keen for 60’s pop music, what i would be like if the style of music I liked was more up to date. Would i have been as unique would I have fit in better. The second one most probably but for me being unique is part of life and that is what makes you different from the rest of the world, if there were no different personalities imagine how boring everyone would be, and no one would ever know who was better for a job. All in all after pondering for a while i realised whilst i resented some of the poorer decisions in my life i wouldn’t be the person i am today so i am actually quite Grateful.