Crystal shards
Make up the vases
The lockets and rooms
That hold our fears
Our pain and tears
At bay

A shattered mirror
Has no reason
To exist
For it only shows the broken
And what we try
Our hardest to hide
But which we shouldn't

Picking up pieces
Putting beauty back together
It hurts
When with all of your care
The shards puncture your skin
And you still bleed
Red

Try to touch
A rose
Without thorns
In the end
It is not a rose
But an imposter
You can't have beauty without pain
There is no such thing

Jutting edges
Warn the ones less brave
To stay away
But if there are no brave
What are we left with
How do we survive

Scattered fragments
Give you nothing but pain
Put them back together
Create something beautiful
And there will be a reason
For its existence
Not just survival

Gathering all of
The lost
The shattered
Pieces and fragments
You can try
To put yourself back together
But you can only do so much
Before you get tired
And slip away
Left vulnerable
And broken

When someone brave
Is finally found
It is their decision
To either destroy you
Or put you back together
Piece by piece
But isn't it sad
When only more of us are shattered
None are whole
Anymore

Fragments are what make us
Who we are
They make up the world
Around us
To have something whole
Something perfect
You first need to have something broken
There is no other way to be fixed
For the sick needs a doctor
Not the healthy

And that is what we are
First always broken
And not once
But now we are fixed
Now we are perfect