Broken but beautiful.
Yes, it has beauty, but sharp edges still remain.
You say it from afar,
But what about up close?

Are you afraid to be cut?
Are you afraid of blood?
Darling I've been bleeding for most of my life.
Are you finally disillusioned?

You came close, but stopped.
This is my reality.
And yours just shattered.
I'm not afraid of the pieces.
What about you?