The shattered glass hides my shame,
My guilt and lies from this foolish game,
A world where pain can set me free,
When love is hate and both rule me.
The glass it hides my face, my tears,
Keeps me safe and sane from all my fears,
For though it's as broken as my spirit,
I see my own empty expression from deep within it.
The glass can keep the world away,
If only for another day,
I'm not prepared to face it yet,
I've so many things I still regret.
The shattered glass is all I own,
The one thing I've always known,
Each crack a memory of things long gone,
A reminder that once light had shone.
This jaggedness it cuts my skin,
The shattered glass can see within,
It's as splintered as my fragile heart,
From this world we shall both depart.
I've known my share of all emotion,
While love remains a fools notion,
I have nothing to lose and nothing to gain,
I now know why its called a window pain.
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