Kintsugi

It’s broken again I can’t tell if I dropped it or it slipped My carelessness or my shaky hands? Either way accord me the blame. It’s broken again I found a way to fix it But here we are, the same You don’t deserve such pain It’s broken again How resilient you are That you fixed yourself again More beautiful than the first day It’s broken again I dare not come close Nor touch you again I’ll admire you, from far away My dear vase of clay Kindly stay away I do not trust these hands For I fear, they might break you again 𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼, 𝓘𝓷𝓪