Now shattered and broken,
fallen pieces on the floor.
Stepping lightly,
hearing bits begin to crack,
shuddering at the pain
that laces
bare feet.
Words flying and cutting
deeper and more
harshly than the glass.
Tears falling
just as bright and
broken as the hearts who
shed them.
Questions cloud the
mind as anger
whispers in the ear,
Daring.
Taunting.
Tempting the feet
to stomp,
to destroy,
to injure so
irrevocably.
Just like they did.