No!
You can't do it
You can't shatter my world
With one flourish of the tongue
To the wrong -or right- person
You can't break
This world that I've known!
You can't burst the bubble
I grew up
Warm and comfortable in
What they think
Is still ever-precious to me
My friends
Family
Loved ones so dear
Will be shattered by this more than me
Which, in turn, will incinerate me.
You can't!
I know you can,
You will,
But you just can't!
Shatter All
i put something in a survey that i shouldn't have... and now my friend is all freaked out because i scratch... it's not even cutting! there's never been a drop of blood. and she said tomorrow she's going to go talk to the guidance counselor about it... about me. i don't think i can take the look on my mom's face if she found out...Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!
