There is still broken glass
Trying to pass it's way
through my bloodstream

Years ago
your words shattered
my stain glass heart
and ever since
it has been drifting
through my body
scraping against my insecurities
and letting them seep through
into my subconscious

your egotistic chaos
still torments me
long after you've been gone

and I'm still wondering  
How to put myself back together