"Glass Shards"
The hour is a little passed eleven
Darker than ever, can’t take it much longer
Break the mirror glass again
Hurt more than last time, the slivers last longer
Adapting in my veins
Like a bevy in the park, fed me hunger
Black as the sky, pieces remain
And awake I lie, caught up in the pain
The scar it left has me in awe
Half of the moon tonight, I saw
Burn in my toes
Covered in a razorbed of roses
The piecing shade in my eyes
Never seen more than once, I cry
Not from the pain
But about how my mother will repay
If I hadn’t done it
I’d be alive for much longer
Don’t you think some other time
We could work this out?
Now all of my secrets
Are thrown around the atmosphere
Wrap me up so I don’t bleed more
You’re worried about your bathroom floor
The stain, the pain, pieces still remain
My left knuckle shines bright when clean
The contrast of this situation
Compares to nothing on this Earth
And you’re so sure that I’m lying
How it all happened, care, would you?
I guess that’s too much for asking
And you repeat to me – how could you?
It was the glass shards’ fault
It told me to do it, charged with assault
I no longer sleep for more than ten minutes at a time
I have night terrors and you come again, it’s not my time
