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Broken Glass
December 14, 2017
Shattered glass surrounds me,
soaked in my blood,
it has cut deep.
I only wanted fresh air.
Is it wrong to want?
Is this my punishment?
The cold air,
the frost,
the pain?
My skin is frozen,
I have no more energy than before,
I am no less lonely than before,
I feel no less suffocation.
I was wrong to want this,
so now I only suffer.
© Brian H., Philadelphia, PA
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I wrote this poem to have a sort of open-ended meaning. Generally speaking it could be about wanting, trying to what you want, and it backfiring.