Sometimes I feel as though my heart has been shattered into so many pieces I can't put it back together.
But I've gathered all those pieces and tried to fit them together.
Slowly I realize that I've lost some of the shards.
Not lost.. I know where they are.
You took them with you.
It hurts, it burns.
But the burn melts the pain Into molten gold,that I use to fill the gaps off my shattered heart.
At first the gold is bold and clearly defined.
But it becomes part of my spirit like its always been there.
What can be done with something so fragile.
Do I Lock it in a chest, hide from the world and build high walls around my treasure.
Guarded by a dragon and lost to legend.
I say no.
Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 9:34 PM UTC
Sometimes I feel as though my heart has been shattered into so many pieces I can't put it back together.
But I've gathered all those pieces and tried to fit them together.
Slowly I realize that I've lost some of the shards.
Not lost.. I know where they are.
You took them with you.
It hurts, it burns.
But the burn melts the pain Into molten gold,that I use to fill the gaps off my shattered heart.
At first the gold is bold and clearly defined.
But it becomes part of my spirit like its always been there.
What can be done with something so fragile.
Do I Lock it in a chest, hide from the world and build high walls around my treasure.
Guarded by a dragon and lost to legend.
I say no.
