Smoked Glass and Shattered Ashes

I fall into darkness
falling away from the light
Continuing to scrape away  
layers and revealing more  
of the deeper and more harsh side  
that is kept buried within  
No dustpan, no broom  
to sweep up the jagged
and misshapen shards
leave the pieces where they lay  
so I can walk across  
them everyday
Until the time comes  
that I feel their sting  
that’s when I know it's safe  
to come out again
From a state of numbness  
a place of void…

Written by DawnbeforeDark (Fallen Poet)
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