I believe that we are all as fragile as glass some are harder to break than others every time we struggle with our emotions and go through something painful a piece of us breaks sometimes people help us put our pieces back together sometimes we have to pick the pieces ourselves sometimes we cut people with our pieces even when we didn't mean to and we break and put our pieces back together and we're left with the cracks with every break we become more fragile but it matters how you put the pieces back together if you're stronger or not I believe this is how everyone lives life
(as fragile as glass) this is a novel were I turn my emotions and thoughts into poetry I find beauty in my tragedy

As Fragile As Glass

No one is at peace with death I know this because how can you be at peace with something that takes someone you love away from you someone who was everything to you someone who you showed you how to bear the weight of this cruel cold world no one is at peace with death because how can you be at peace with something that took away things that meant so much to you I'm afraid I'm afraid of death because he's already took so many people away from me and so many things that matter to me and now I'm afraid he's going to come knocking at my father's door sooner than later and when death knocks on your door it's not simply something you can just ignore death has taking so much from me that's why I know no one is at peace with death


No One Is At Peace With Death