Metaphor Poem

Glow Stick

 

I am glow stick.

So shiny and bright.

To see my light on that dark summer's night,

you must break me

Once you break me I can not be fixed               

never back to the way I was before.

But I learned. 

Nobody will break me again.

But remember you broke me just to use me.

You did this and there is no fixing it.

I was once me. Like the rest. 

Untouched.

Once you crack the unique seal inside of me,

color radiates from me leading the way.

Being this bright isn’t all that bad. It's different.

Then 

As my light started to fade away the path becomes a blur.

It's to late now to find your way back.

Stuck in the dark there is no looking back. For either of us.

You know you need me

but my light has ran out

this time its not coming back

You broke me. There for awhile I thought it was nice.

Now I realize it was just for you.

I can no longer be saved

my time has ticked away

and now my color had fully faded away

Just to point out. This poem isn't referring to being positive it is a deeper side of me. It refers to how someone broke me just to use my light. This poem may not make since to many of you but it does to me. Because it's about me. Ohkayyy Bye..