Broken Glass

Broken glass

Spread on the ground

From the mirror I broke

Strokes imagination

Into fascination

With the echoing sound

Of breaking glass

Falling down.

Pieces of glass

Surrounding bare feet

From a mirror fractured

And a mind on fire

With a strong desire to know

What dreams are inspired

By broken glass.

Shattered illusions

While I stand in confussion

And ponder the shards of glass

In memory of my sins

Will I ever win

Well,

Not for the next seven years.