Pieces

I am standing on the pieces once again

Feeling vulnerable and naked

The pieces pierce my skin and

I am bleeding yet again

Wounds will turn into scars

But how do I stop this bloodletting

That is slaughtering me from within

I don’t want to build those walls again

Yet, I want to protect myself from this chaos

The madness of this feeling

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