Broken glass.

You’re broken glass, and I’ve got

Shards of you, stuck to my skin

They pierce me, with every breath I take

Making me bleed, until I’m covered in blood

But don’t they know, that I’m a masochist?

Who craves the pain, that comes from loving you?

I’ve got my lungs full of you

Making it hard to breathe

But I love the pain, the pain that comes from loving you

The pain kills me, but makes me feel alive

I’ve got shards of you, stuck to my skin

And I’m in no hurry, to take them out.


-The Girl Lost In The Bookstore

139 thoughts on “Broken glass.

  1. I am speechless.
    This comes from the depth of your heart.
    I see you as one of the best poets I have ever read.
    Though I feel you should be relieved of suffering.
    May God bless you!
    Love and light ❤

    Anand 🙂

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  2. Miss.Thief, poetry unlike prose makes you feel for the words sculptured it, where as in prose Its all about knowing and realizing it. You made me feel it. Thank you.

    Last two lines were amazing, it reminds me of something and someone,

    Sometimes a night changes a life
    Sometimes the wait keeps you alive

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      1. Oops sorry😛 I messed it out, I thought you were talking about the former line but it turns out that you were actually specifying the latter line which had a bit of relevance to the former line . Hahaha! Miss. thief I got confused

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  3. I cannot relate to this but just trying to catch the described feeling like an actor, to perceive it in order to be able to perform, is a challenging self-experiment triggered by this poem. Your imagination must be a wide open space for such provoking thoughts on human nature. Well done!

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  4. You did it again. You went and wrote something that I want to immediately reblog because it so clearly depicts something in my life. I can’t wait for you to do it again.

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  5. You have a talent that far exceeds many professional authors I have read. The words flow effortlessly and allow the reader to create their own image and feelings rather than relying on the author’s emotions. This takes great skill.

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