My fabric of life is getting worn, and threadbare

While I try to minimize the wear, and tear

The shards of jagged glass flung at me

Unsuspectingly from those who I thought were my friends

Is sometimes more than I can bear

Life is a struggle at best of times

Thorns and needles adorn my way

Brushing them aside I tread the treacherous path

Trying to keep the harm at bay



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4 thoughts on “Fabric”

  1. Nice work! “My fabric of life is getting worn” ~ your opening really grabbed me because I feel the same way sometimes. I’ve found that fabric that’s a little more worn-out is also more comfortable than the crisp ones, though, so…maybe there’s also value in that. 🙂

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