Broken Glass Poem by Kristy Wisser

Broken glass
Pierces my skin
I'm fragile
Helpless after commiting my sins
I grow faint and weary
I'm starting to get dreary
My whole life flashes before my very eyes
Isn't this how everyone dyes?
What a tragedy they say
They walk by my casket
Look down at me and cry
My mother sobs
My father shakes his head
My sister crys
My brother sighs
Why, oh why?
I scream and shout
Try to escape but I'm locked in
I scream with all my heart
Scratch until I'm bleeding
Why can't they hear me?
Couldn't they see I'm still alive
Still breathing
Just let me say goodbye
Please, I don't want to dye