Fragile

please treat me gentle I have very thin skin
I am fragile
I smash into thousands of pieces
my porcelain face
is stained with all my deep emotional scars...
please don't look at me this way
I feel so small
insignificant
an unsettling sound
like the shrill and shrieking of a broken record
when you speak to me
I bleed
everytime you steal my breathe
I suffocate, dam, I bleed
I refuse to follow
on broken glass, it splinters my feet
it ruins my reflection on the pale glass
I don't recognize this woman
why does she cry?
why does she bleed?
and why doesn't anyone hear her no matter how hard she screams?
♠ ♠ ♠
I can write poems that don't rhyme lol, so here's something old, that I wrote awhile back, I created a writing project for myself and challenged myself not to rhyme.