Shattered mirror, reflects a splintered past
an heart of glass, cracked and smashed
the shards slash, cutting deep slivers
memories smash, as I shiver
An image explodes into a thousand fragments
the story long forgotten, left fractured
body shredded and battered
mind in pieces scattered
The past destroyed in the blast a jigsaw of pieces at best the only memories left, a shattered glass on the desk my last drink in this place, before the moment I crashed
Thanks for reading.
Kyle
Thanks for all the comments, this piece was purposely left quite ambiguous, i feel you can read your own meanings into it.
Wow
I get the root of the messàg. Splendid piece.