Mind Heart Soul

Shards

our thoughts are like shards of glass on the floor
sharp and deadly to the core
they plan to aim at us
taking the form of a dagger
our dreams they will shatter
they bloody our hands and knees
make it stop, please
they dig into our eyes
so we can no longer see the sky
the sky of hope and light
there is now nothing but fright
because the night
has cost us our sight
we don't know wrong and right
alas, our body ripped to shreds
why, oh why
did my thoughts leave me for dead?