Music

I am delicate like porcelain glass,
Able to shatter with just one smash.
Chipped easily,
Destroyed almost completely.

You are the adhesive that glues the pieces back together,
And my voice when I'm better.
Saving me from when I shattered,
I fell with such a clatter.

Rebuilding me with the broken pieces,
Creating new.
Healing my heart,
Healing my soul.