Broken glass...

Broken glass, on the floor

I saw it as I came

Through the door

Where were they?

I couldn’t see.

Fate had much more

In store for me



Broken glass, in the halls

Up the stairs

Where he silently falls

I came into the room

Where I was filled

With utmost gloom



Broken glass in the room

That had recently been made a tomb

I felt the girl’s slender form

And knew that she would be forever mourned



Broken glass, such a waste

I thought

As I ran away from

That godforsaken place

Submitted: February 18, 2010

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