my King

 i am broken

my heart of glass has been cast upon the ground

it has been trampled until it is nothing but dust

i was told by my King that this world would hate me

i had no idea how much

i cling to the promise that one day i will be made whole 

this promise is true

i do not matter to this world

it does not love me

the world is only my temporary home

i complete the tasks my King has set before me

and the world may never know my merit