The Girl Made of Glass
A young girl stands silently still
Looking out at the world through her deep brown eyes
Listening to the words that pierced her soul
As if it were made of glass
The young girl watches her friends move away
She watches her love leave her with dismay
She listens to what her heart has to say
Her heart had been shattered
As if it were made of glass
The young girl continues to watch her past dissolve
Her emotions have not yet been resolved
Her sensitivity continued to chip away at her very soul
As if it were made of glass
The young girl steps along the path of her life
Looking over the numerous mistakes she has made
Those dreadful mistakes that she will never forget
Will never seem to go away
Over the years of despair and pain
Nothing left of her remains
Not her heart, nor soul, nor deep brown eyes
Not even her spirit survives
Her spirit has been broken, smashed, destroyed, cracked
As if it were made of glass.
-Danielle Lucibello