Such a simple act
Pure honesty
Pure trust
So swift
A single actions
A dial tone

A voice
Hidden so far down in the depth of a mind
And the winds were the only salvation
The laughs
The jokes
The fun

But as the smiles falter
So too does the memories
So perfect
Under shattered glass
Every touch
Brings blood as payment

Cold nights
Wishing to be held
And flinching at the touch

What happened
What happened to a fearless mind
Surrounded by shards