Thursday, December 9, 2010
glass now broken
Shards lay upon the ground. sharp splinters, cold. i do not know what had caused the fall but am desperate to put it back again. humpty dumpty sat on the wall. humpty dumpty had a great fall. he was never put back again. with shaking fingers i endeavour to piece together what was my most cherished.the jagged edges cold against my skin turned warm as red started to drip. drip drip down my wrist and onto the floor. was it even worth the effort? some things are not meant to be nor can they be salvaged.I never knew until that moment how bad it could hurt to lose something you never really had. It wasn't in my position in the first place. sheer carelessness and the lack of thought.Broken glass.It's better to leave them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together. Was i hurt then? overcome with pain, tears coursed down my cheeks.
With what a deep devotedness of woe
I wept thy absence - o'er and o'er again
Thinking of thee, still thee, till thought grew pain,
And memory, like a drop that, night and day,
Falls cold and ceaseless, wore my heart away!
~Thomas MooreAmong the shards, desolate i mourn the loss.It will never be the same again.
Perfection
10:57 PM
