Broken

I remember hearing the crack

Unaware of its origin

It sounded painful

The cruelty audible

The sound of something precious

Like porcelain or crystal, breaking

It was enough to stop me in my tracks

Looking to see what damage was done

Nothing seemed to be out of place

No pieces lay upon the floor

My effort to move forward hindered

And then the damage revealed

It was me all along

Call it cracked, call it shattered

Something so delicate

All but destroyed

The shattered pieces well hidden

The sweet smile and laugh a cover

The cracks, pieces and shards there

Whether visible or not

Shattered from within

For you see; I am broken

Broken beyond repair