My Broken Shards

you broke me
and I stand
you shattered me
and yet I stand

you reach for me,
my broken pieces,
and you cannot touch them

you reach for me,
my shattered shards,
and your hands
cannot bear
the sharp edges
of my pain

your fingers bleed
from the shards
of my brokenness

you who shattered me –
you will never touch me again

i remain

broken, i remain untouched

Day 8 of NaPoWriMo!

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