When you awaken
All you view is glass, broken
You try desperately to piece it back together
Everything smells rotten not better
It cuts deeper every time
It creates a slight design
Of your pain
Attempting with all your might but no gain
The fight is never ending
Blood is staining the glass, unforgiving
Hate clouds the reflection
Weighing down each section
It forces its way down your throat
It is invulnerable to choke
Now silence is an element of life
Evergreen and blithe
It is invisible to the souls passing by
Each one living their own kind of lie
Unnoticeable to everyone but you
The glass is still broken and your eyes are blue
The glue never mends
It only bends
The perception in ways that are indescribable
Now you are unavailable
