It fell
Not with feathers
But a crash
Shards shattering across the floor
Thump, Thump
It used to sing that song
Now look at it sparkle
Brittle crystalline thing
Tread carefully
Glass cuts
Even the one that owns it
Or that possesses it
Drops
Splashing down
A shining trail on her cheek
A crimson pool in her hand
Accidentally breaking something
That is the worst
You try to catch it
And you are the one who gets hurt
Pick up the pieces
One by one
This heart is too broken
There's nothing to be done