There are pieces lodged in my body
Sharp broken pieces all over
Blood gushing from every cut

There’s one stuck in my foot
Taking a step everyday is a hassle
I’m leaving behind a bloody trail of misery
I’m exhausted and in need of rest

I have a piece in my lungs
Reminding me with every breath I take
That life is a painful existence
One not meant to be enjoyed atleast not by me

There are several in my throat
Leading to my mouth
Making it impossible to speak words of my torment
Even as it haunts me

You’re wondering what they are
They are broken pieces
Big and small, very sharp
They’re shattered pieces of my heart

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