I am sewn together
Pieces of a mirror glued
Prisms and light
Reflecting and shattering
Piercing through my heart until
Everything drips together and
Hope becomes love becomes hate becomes fear becomes happiness becomes lost.
I am fragmented
A thousand splinters of glass
Blowing together and
Wind chimes twinkle
In the milky moonlight
As I stand on the porch gazing into
A wishing well,
Pure and dark and clear and murky,
Pennies clink together
Nickels, dimes, quarters and
I turn around
And send off my daydreams at the speed of sound.
I am wonderstruck
By the sea and the waves and the sky
As the days merge together and melt apart
Time dripping from my pale hands
I control nothing, and yet
No one notices the seam in the horizon
No one notices the fault in the trees
No one thinks I'm not crazy
Oh, there's only me.
Because I see the world a different way, and
Fluffy pink clouds lead me astray
Real life is blinking lights
That I don't understand.
Someone took me by the hand and
Showed me the threads and seams and shards of stained glass
That made my existence come to pass,
Mismatched magic;
I am fragmented but somewhere
I realized I don't care.
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FACES: A Poetry Collection
PoesíaExactly what it looks like, a book full of poems. (VERY SLOW UPDATES-I post most frequently on my art book, so I recommend checking that out if you want more content.) (Note: Most of these poems are pretty old and edgy,,, I highly recommend skippi...
