Poezja

      This Broken Glass of Memories, it comes inside my every thought, puncturing all of my Hope to breathe outside reality.
My eye's consumed in all the stares that break this heart inside of me.  So many pieces left inside it seems so hard to place them back like the pain inside my mind Seeking more than, just that place and taking more than what I feel but taking all I have embraced....To see this image in my mind running through me like a breeze, Its so unclear to hard to grasp...... This  picture kept inside of me locked away so far away shackled in my deepest pain.

yes the mirror of my memories isnt so hard to find, i let it out in broken thoughts that cluttered up my mind, so many times ive fallen to the floor, torn apart like broken glass, i cant take it any more, and i feel that i wont last. But as i reach out and call ur name, my reflection begins to show a different face, as u put me back together but u put me in a different place. A new image in my mind state is what i now can see, my mirror has turned into ur face, because u shine through me.