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Lake of Glass
Shards across the floor, thrown so carelessly
No one could ever see that they're shards of me.
So sharp, yet, so fragile. They lay within my blood
Any control I had slipped, turned into cold dust.
I'm shivering, and my soul is left to finally decay
I'm so cold now, drowning out within this acid rain.
I keep praying that God answers these desprate prayers
But sometimes I acually wonder, is he even there?
I try to be so strong, and yet, I feel absolutely weak
And my sadness and rage has reached it's ominous peak.
These wounds are to deep to heal, and I know I've tried
But my soul has withered, and my spirit has finally died.
So here I lay now, in a beautiful and distorted lake of glass
My soul is bleeding, and I pray that my death is fast.
These shards were once so strong, and unbreakable ---
But everything I have held dear and loved has finally desolved.
