The Last Time The Glass Cut Me

The glass was thrown onto the floor into a million pieces.

I did my best to glue the pieces back together by myself, with tears in my eyes and cuts on my hands.

The glass fell onto the floor again and again, the co owner dropping it without a care.

Each time I tried to glue it back together, restore what it once was.

In time pieces went missing, broken pieces broke into even smaller pieces and even it's shape changed.

My bleeding hands did their best to restore what once was.

Until I threw broken pieces on the ground

& walked away.