Shatter
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hopehill
hopehillPoet and Novelist
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This is a poem I wrote to explain how PTSD feels to me

Shatter

You say I'm fragile Cause I shatter like glass

But I pick up the pieces Again and again

I've been forged and reforged Again and again

And on the good days you can't see the cracks And on the bad I shatter like glass

I'm like a vase that's been thrown at the wall I search for the pieces But can't find them all

My edges are sharp and they cut like a knife Because that's what I needed to help me survive

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