These Shards

By dawnofdusk

I live in a house of broken mirrors.

Distorted faces stare back,
haunting dreams, shattering
everything I've ever known
about myself.

I prey these hallowed halls,
pray to brush a light switch, escape
from the fragments
of my soul.

And these shards, which glisten
in the moon's supernatural glow,
cut at me, strewn
upon the floor.

I collect the bloody pieces from
my feet, hope for redemption;
to resurrect these battered
emotions.

Perhaps this should have been
considered before my fist
smashed through them,
my untimely demise.

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Created: Jul 16, 2010

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