2009-07-16
My Unbroken Reflection
Dead air and red lips control my staggered speech. Another breath and my eyes no longer reach. Choking on the gla*s that you once saw me through. Shattered hearts, shattered gla*s as I feel myself dying, closing, ending, slowly fading away. I turn to face an unwanted distance, No glances back, don't return the stare. As I feel myself dying, I am reminded of a once glossy existence. I turn to face an unwanted distance. No glances back, don't return the stare. Shattered hearts, shattered gla*s, broken promises, broken words. You've broken everything but...I will not break.