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

When will I not have days like this the days when I'm struggling to keep my head above the water and I start sinking and I lose grip on every piece of Hope I found and I drown in all the painful words all the anxious thoughts and the more I try to reach the surface the more I tried to find air the weaker I become and I know I'm not the only one who has days like this but I'm wondering and I want to know when will I not have days like this


When Will I Not Have Days Like this