Me, My Shadows And Death

A crack in the glass, small

Yet it all falls apart, the heart

Said the shadow with a dark smile

Yet withers not the bloom of despair

Drawing blood and tears, a river does it create

Replied I with sorrow as my tone and

And anguish as my voice

Goes on the wheel that is time

Repair does the glass be 

All that remains is life

Until I claim it to be mine

Said death with an icy smile

Is it not a sin to let this go

Willingly to forgo the sadness

It has come on its own accord

Without shattering the glass it will not go back

Said the shadow with a howling cry

Why do I have to bear these pains

Of such glass so easily broken by

Could I not let this all go

And be with death my ally

Said I, looked at death now with a risen eye

It is easy to want to glide by my side

Less pain does it seem to give

Sounds like a drea

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Until you see the day's you didn't live

Howling cries and agony of loss

A helpless mind

And a bleeding cause

The shattered glass would seem fine

When you realize, 

Your time has now become mine

The emotions you didn't feel

The songs you didn't sing

The lips you didn't kiss

The moments you did miss

I will let you look at all of them, a little lie

Will I let you speak, just a little cry

While your shadow will slowly seep into mine

Just as inseparable as grape and wine

It would then seem that a shattered piece is better than no peace at all

It would then feel that cracks are something

Only pain can solve

I stared at both my shadow and death

One I had to choose while there was a noose to my neck

One gave pain while the other gave a pit

It would take a leap of faith to see

Where these broken pieces fit.