Broken Glass

I am the glass that He dropped,
What once was whole,
Now is shattered.

Holding myself together,
Most pieces are missing,
You will not see how I am broken.

You wish to get close,
You want to get close,
You try to get close.

Then I cut you too much,
And you bleed louder than I do.
I never wanted to be this sharp.

Why did I expect you to listen?
I am only the sound of broken glass,
Sweep me aside.