Glass, I am.
Handle with care.
For fragile I am.
Throwing stones at me
All day, all night.
No reprieve. No hope in sight.
Why did I build my house this way?
I can’t sleep, I can’t run, I can’t stay.
Praying for this madness to STOP!
Please, Please, Please. GOD?!
NO MORE! ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!
Coming to the end of a rapidly fraying rope.
Finding myself unable to cope.
Shouting at the top of my lungs
Praying for my screams to shatter
Shatter ME – this House of Fragility!