Broken Mirrors

Broken Mirrors talk to each other,

One talks of wounds so clear,

Deep and sharp,

One shows its fine cracks scattered all around,

Both reflect their scattered hearts,

One says I am anger,

Other says I am guilt,

Rages of anger and sobby guilt,

Collide with each other,

They burst, they crack more,

It hurts they crack,

They shatter, they unite

At last they just smile