| Melting into nothingness, a sea of glass, reflecting prisms of light, upon my soul. Where do I go? Can I find my way down, the crimson path? So much pain, uncovered , discovered, perhaps too late, Broken glass of my heart, too many pieces, too many faces, to trust again. Please help me in this spiral down to the ground. give me hope, give me a light, in the velvet box of my heart. Trinkets,so many memories, left to sort, through. Faded roses, in picture frames, darkness settling into the dust. |