crushed fragments that shimmer under the fleeting light of day.
each jagged edge framing bits of the same neglected face,
quivering lines refracting  emanating
my brokenness my quaking lips,
the sound that breaks
deep in my chest.
broken mirrors and broken glass

tattered shreds of present
paved by pains of past.
empty beds deep at night
fleeing dreams taking flight

angry angry scared and lost,
feeling used neglected cross,
taking pictures to the flame
wondering how they think my name,

knowing I am not the same
knowing that I never will
watching as you smash the glass
watching as she breaks the mirror
thinking of my brokenness
i'll break it all to make it still.

praying praying every day
waking up still the same
try and try as I might
to hear a voice to find a light

empty echoes in my chest to
care at all is never best.
keep it locked up deep inside
the parts of you you try to hide
the parts that care will tare away

no never listen to words they say
promise promise pinkie swear
i'll never leave i'll always care
crossing fingers in his pocket
he leaves behind one heart shaped locket.

tears tears go away
i'm all cried out
i know the way
no one here is here to stay.
nobody here will think your name
not even once for many days

simply said i'm not enough
I am to weak and lacking luck
to naive at five
at seven at seventeen
to believe in hope until hope dies
until then you'll believe the lies..