You reflected your pain but is was too much that it broke the mirror ,now we can't fix the pieces because there were too many.
Your heartstrings got played like a symphony but we never heard a sound because it faded once it reached our ears.
You try to explain but all we understand is venom ,you say it was a mistake but now you live in the mistake .
Your tides dragged you down you drowned before you could swim .....why angel? Asked the mirror we are all fools for trying not to listen.
Jun 7, 2016
Jun 7, 2016 at 6:48 PM UTC
You reflected your pain but is was too much that it broke the mirror ,now we can't fix the pieces because there were too many.
Your heartstrings got played like a symphony but we never heard a sound because it faded once it reached our ears.
You try to explain but all we understand is venom ,you say it was a mistake but now you live in the mistake .
Your tides dragged you down you drowned before you could swim .....why angel? Asked the mirror we are all fools for trying not to listen.
Extracted from the lost narrative books of depression.
A reflection of how I felt useless when someone (close) was suffering
Enjoy
