The pieces of glass was a reflection of her soul

the pieces of the broken glass

looked like her broken soul

shattered into thousands of pieces

she was a confused soul

repenting on being silly

she was drowning in her own life

she lost what was dear to her

there was none extending a hand to help

she stood on like a powerful soul

sinking herself into the dilemmas

the darkness creeping into her soul

her voice was silenced

there was no power to pull her up from the black hole

the weight of being rebellious cost her life

far ahead she saw the shine of hope

the hope that was drug to her life

she consumed it with all her heart

the drug of love 

and She lived.

 

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