Broken Dreams
A smile was once upon my face..
but it shattered much like the mirror on my wall.
It fell to the ground in jagged lopsided shards..
much like the pieces of my heart, since they are no longer whole and beating.
As I looked down, to the diaster of sadness that now lay at my feet..
I saw visions of a true horrid reality of sorrow, shame and anger.
What once was a smile, now danced over the broken shards of glimmering glass now as a look of emptyness.
Visions of joy and delight, now empty fascinations.
How simple things are now nothing but dreams, and even they now fade into nothingness.
Once a world was looked at with a childs fascination..
Now it falls into a miserable reailty of deceit, as the system once more destroys.
It destroys a heart of a believer turning them into a quivering ball of sadness, struggling..
Struggling to cling to some shreds of imagination, so that the web of dreams might somehow be recreated..
Recreated and Reconceived.
- J. Elf AKA Gina Nigro 2001-