Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Despair of Broken Heart

Shattered crystal glass
Memories the shards deadliest of blades
Crimson liquid wasting into earth
Light turning to shadows

Tears of pain staining my face
Death's freeze consuming
Laying in wait trying to hold on
Threads of hope shredding away to despair

"Careful not to cut your finger on the shard of a Broken Heart," they say...
As if it were like picking a wild red rose
Similarities being that both die
Ha! Only one bleeds and feels pain....

Life slowly draining from the soul within
Cries of pain into darkness
Nothing but silence for an answer
Letting go night gives way as dawn breaks

(Original Poem by Me)

1 comment:

  1. It's good, if not morbid T_T

    But really, it's good ^_-