Broken glass

I feel like a broken glass..

waiting to shatter at any time...

that feeling of ever being whole again...

seems to be further than i imagine...

With every touch 

i crumble..

with every beating..

i shatter more...

There will never be a truly happy time with me..

With fear and worry haunts my every action...

Every step i take is a step in a landmine

...

so uncertain..

so fearful.

Note to anyone who might be reading this..

Never hurt anyone.. because just like a broken glass...

they can get back together and try to fix themselves...

but it can never truly be whole again.....