A glass heart
One wrong touch and it shatters
into thousands
and millions
of pieces
that cuts the others
Mind is a jungle
Cluttered with vines
Stumbling to make it through
Hard to declutter
I am the ocean
A sad news
Causes my tears to flow
like a waterfall
The dark waters that rush into the jungle
breaks the heart
And suddenly I am in the room
with locked doors
and no key
I trap myself
with not a way out
Out in the wild
I am on the edge of the cliff
Do I jump?
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Author:
zhangyuyouyu (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Think I wrote a similar one to this so this is just changed a bit...
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