Black teardrops run down her porceline cheek
You follow them from her eyes to her chin
Roadmaps are drawn out of the hurt and betrayal
Shattered glass on the floor— the final straw
Her heart is reflected onto the shattered pieces
Fragments of joy and peace are missing– lost
Shattered dreams you see in her eyes
The masks she wore burned in anger and frustration
They lie in piles of ash on the glass
Scars run across her stomach and thighs
Smaller ones from the needles through her neck–
Thise from when she tried to show her life back together.
Confusion etched across her face
Wondering which turn to take next
One thing can be seen in her glassy eyes
Determination;
By: Julia Grace