Shattered
Finding hope and resilience in the face of personal struggles
I am broken, shattered like glass.
My pieces scattered, lost in the past.
I try to pick them up, but they slip through my grasp,
Leaving me feeling empty, with nothing to clasp.
I search for a way to put myself together,
To mend the cracks and weather the weather.
But it seems like an impossible endeavor,
As each day brings new storms to weather.
So I sit with my shattered self, and I cry,
For the pieces that I've lost, for the time that's gone by.
But I know that someday, I'll find a way to fly,
And my shattered pieces will once again reach for the sky.
About the Creator
Nims Voice
A storyteller with a passion for fiction, motivation, and inspiration. I love to create stories that will transport you to another world, motivate you to achieve your goals, and inspire you to be the best version of yourself.
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