That bracelet

That bracelet;
I saw it fall to the ground,
I saw it shatter.
It fell so quickly,
its pieces sliding across the floor.
All around me,
lays my comfort.
Lays the pieces,
of me,
of my friends,
of the group that holds me together.
I witnessed the pieces going flying.
I saw the biggest part of it fall,
and slip right through the heater vent.
I drop to my knees,
shocked at what I just lost.
I cant breathe,
yet tears stream down my face.
My friend is in the next room.
she cant see this,
see cant see the pieces,
see my tears.
She thinks nothing of the bracelet.
she doesn't see how it helps.
How it stops so much pain,
how it brings so much comfort,
and feeling of belonging.
I pick up the pieces I can find,
and shove them carelessly into my pocket.
I'm mad,
I'm hurt,
yet at the same time,
I don't care.
I'm sick of caring!
It's gone;
That bracelet.
I saw it fall to the ground,
I saw it shatter.