Fragile

it’s hard to be fragile and feel a lot of pain

it’s not easy to deal with tears that pour like rain

the outer shell seems solid at times of despair

but the inner me is calling out for love and care

the inner me is vulnerable and lying on the floor

curled up in a foetal position like so many times before

I try not to let the inner me seep out

but sometimes my head pounds and then I might pout

it’s hard to feel safe when you feel made of glass

I’d rather be made of stone that won’t break when you pass

I would not wish upon my greatest enemies now

all the feelings swirling inside me barely contained somehow

but there must be hope left in my soul to breathe

because I am still standing, waiting for more to receive

hope is something to cling to, in ones darkest hours

even when all seems lost, hope has certain powers

and so I stand even in a fragile state of mind

looking for that spark inside that’s sometimes hard to find

Author: Carol anne

I am 40 years young. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

30 thoughts on “Fragile”

  2. I have always believed writing helps us bring what’s inside to the outside – or at the very least to acknowledge it. Thank you for sharing this poem with us at dVerse.
    It’s definitely hard to be fragile…to feel fragile…to feel like glass. One thing I’ve learned, the person I see facing me, may not be the real person at all….there could very well be something swirling inside that person that I don’t see and that doesn’t present itself to the outside world. They may look like a rock….but they may indeed be a molten rock. Seething with fear, anxiety, anger, self-loathing, any amount of emotions that are not apparent on the surface.
    You’ve shared your feelings so very well here. Keep writing!

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    1. Thank you. And you are so right, what’s on the outside never matches what’s on the inside and we never truly know what another person is feeling thinking et cetera on the inside 🤗🤗🤗

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  3. I really like your hopeful poem, Carol Anne. I am sorry that you are having such difficult struggles in your soul. It is alright to let them out. Being Fragile is not a bad thing. Some of the most beautiful things in the world are fragile! Perhaps you are a butterfly in your soul!

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  4. Thank you for posting to dVerse. You’ve shared your feelings so well here.
    I’ve often thought that writing helps us “become”….it let’s our thoughts appear on paper (or a computer screen) that we sometimes have difficulty saying….and sometimes they’re thoughts we didn’t even know we had….they were buried and some “muse” caused them to rip through the tip of our pen on to paper.
    I’m reminded that when we look at a person, we very well may not be seeing the real person. They may appear as a rock…but they may be a molten rock….with feelings of fear, anxiety, hatred, anger, self-loathing, etc seething inside. Your words express well the difficulty and emotions of being fragile.
    Keep writing! Keep sharing!

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  7. I think if you are standing and looking for that spark, then it does exist. There is something inside pushing you. Perhaps as Dwight said, a butterfly will emerge from your chrysalis. Or, as Emily Dickinson wrote, “Hope” is the thing with feathers –
    That perches in the soul –

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  10. Your poem is so relatable, Carol Anne., particularly the lines:
    ‘it’s hard to feel safe when you feel made of glass
    I’d rather be made of stone that won’t break when you pass’.

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