Glass House

by Vicki Higgins - Cancer

I felt it was there,
My little glass house,
Ready to smash around me.
I was so afraid,
I couldn't breathe for fear,
But at the same time 
It was nice.
I felt self contained
And so happy.

But one day it broke,
My little glass house.
My life shattered.
The peices collapsed.
I felt vulnerable,
But then I changed.
My life was so small
But now I can breathe.
Free of my little glass house.

Birth sign: Cancer
Date created: 2001-03-26 03:14:00
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:43:53
Poem ID: 61296

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