Images Ruined

It was like a glass had broken inside of me
and stabbed at whatever it could reach. 
Unpleasant and uncertain I moved forward because
waiting
has always been the worst part of feeling pain. 
I smile and paint on the face that is my affront to the world
because everyone needs a shield, and 
I’ve only ever had myself. 
Disillusionment is, it is, 
the hardest thing I’ve ever faced. 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s