What happens when your heart is broken into little pieces
which can never be fixed just like a broken glass who was once pretty and beautiful
In which you could see your own reflection your own smile your own beauty
But what happens when your broken glass was the representation of your once so called
beautiful and big heart
are you able to survive , are you able to live again without having your so called heart
the most important thing in this world the one organ who is capable of loving and caring
who will you become without your heart
do you turn cold, bitter, lost, alone, isolated
or do you turn into a warrior and fight your way out of this.
will you try to repair it?
or do you rather live without it, knowing its only causing you pain.