1. GLASS DOLL

Small souls cast,
Upon ashen ground.
Here I lay,
Like broken glass,
Scattered around, a body and mind,
No longer bound.

Shards of darkness bloom,
Within the cracks that widen,
Between me and you.
A shadow looms
Within this heart, a fractured beat,
Yearns to pierce its dying womb.

Don’t try to rescue me from winter’s bite,
When it’s her chill that keeps me keen as the edge,
Of a knife.

In time we all bear her mark

Shards of darkness bloom,
Their thorns like glass rise up
Shield me from you,
When night takes root,
Obscures this heart, a fragile beat
Yearns to break its concrete tomb.

You try to rescue me from winter’s bite,
When it’s her chill that keeps me keen as the edge,
Of a knife.

You shun these cold reflections of death and life,
But it’s their chill that keeps me keen as the edge,
Of a knife.

Small souls cast,
Upon frozen ground,
Here I lay,
A world of glass,
Reflects the sound of a body and mind,
No longer bound